The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Comprising His Poems, Comedies, Essays, and Vicar of WakefieldJ.B. Smith, 1856 - 425페이지 |
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... speak out our mind : If dunces applauded , he paid them in kind . Ye Kenricks , ye Kellys , † and Woodfalls , so grave , What a commerce was yours , while you got and you gave ! How did Grub - street re - echo the shouts that you rais'd ...
... speak out our mind : If dunces applauded , he paid them in kind . Ye Kenricks , ye Kellys , † and Woodfalls , so grave , What a commerce was yours , while you got and you gave ! How did Grub - street re - echo the shouts that you rais'd ...
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... speak our gratitude , but not his fame . What heart but feels his sweetly - moral lay , That leads to truth through pleasure's flowery way ! Celestial themes confess'd his tuneful aid ; And Heaven , that lent him genius , was repaid ...
... speak our gratitude , but not his fame . What heart but feels his sweetly - moral lay , That leads to truth through pleasure's flowery way ! Celestial themes confess'd his tuneful aid ; And Heaven , that lent him genius , was repaid ...
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... speak a word or two , to ease my consciente . My pride forbids it ever should be said , My heels eclips'd the honours of my head ; That I found humour in a piebald vest , Or ever thought that jumping was a jest . [ Takes off his mask ...
... speak a word or two , to ease my consciente . My pride forbids it ever should be said , My heels eclips'd the honours of my head ; That I found humour in a piebald vest , Or ever thought that jumping was a jest . [ Takes off his mask ...
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... speaking masquerade ; Warm'd up each bustling scene , and in her rage Have emptied all the green - room on the stage . My life on't , this had kept her play from sinking ; Have pleas'd our eyes , and sav'd the pain of thinking . Well ...
... speaking masquerade ; Warm'd up each bustling scene , and in her rage Have emptied all the green - room on the stage . My life on't , this had kept her play from sinking ; Have pleas'd our eyes , and sav'd the pain of thinking . Well ...
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... speaking soliloquies and blank verse , sometimes melancholy , and sometimes absent- Miss Rich . I fear , sir , he's ... speak any other language ; silence has become his mother - tongue . Miss Rich . And it must be confessed , sir THE ...
... speaking soliloquies and blank verse , sometimes melancholy , and sometimes absent- Miss Rich . I fear , sir , he's ... speak any other language ; silence has become his mother - tongue . Miss Rich . And it must be confessed , sir THE ...
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386 페이지 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
17 페이지 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
353 페이지 - This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...
43 페이지 - In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
15 페이지 - Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, . . Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down To husband out life's taper at the close, And...
19 페이지 - Hoards, even beyond the miser's wish, abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name, That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds ; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth ; His seat, where solitary sports...
17 페이지 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
8 페이지 - And haply though my harsh touch faltering still But mock'd all tune, and marr'd the dancer's skill, Yet would the village praise my wondrous power, And dance, forgetful of the noon-tide hour. Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
14 페이지 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...