The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life and WritingsJ. Crissy and J. Grigg, 1830 - 527ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... Present State of Polite Learning , ¡¤ MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . L - Prologue by Laberius , . The Double Transformation , New Simile , in the manner of Swift , Description of an Author's Bedchamber , The Hermit ; a Ballad , An Elegy on the ...
... Present State of Polite Learning , ¡¤ MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . L - Prologue by Laberius , . The Double Transformation , New Simile , in the manner of Swift , Description of an Author's Bedchamber , The Hermit ; a Ballad , An Elegy on the ...
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... present ridiculous passion of the nobility for painting , XXXV . The philosopher's son describes • XLI . The behaviour of the congrega- tion in St. Paul's church at prayers , XLII . The history of China more re- plete with great actions ...
... present ridiculous passion of the nobility for painting , XXXV . The philosopher's son describes • XLI . The behaviour of the congrega- tion in St. Paul's church at prayers , XLII . The history of China more re- plete with great actions ...
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... present obscurity , he was unwilling it should after - No.- " Then you will never do for a school . Have wards be known that he had occupied a situation you got a good stomach ? " - Yes .- " Then you so humble . Deceit and finesse ...
... present obscurity , he was unwilling it should after - No.- " Then you will never do for a school . Have wards be known that he had occupied a situation you got a good stomach ? " - Yes .- " Then you so humble . Deceit and finesse ...
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... present situ- how to appreciate his talents and acquirements , and ation . As there is nothing in it at which I should the accurate knowledge that Sleigh possessed of blush , or which mankind could censure , I see no London qualified ...
... present situ- how to appreciate his talents and acquirements , and ation . As there is nothing in it at which I should the accurate knowledge that Sleigh possessed of blush , or which mankind could censure , I see no London qualified ...
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... present appearance . On precept ; take my word for it , I say , that books teach the other hand , I conceive you as perfectly sleek us very little of the world . The greatest merit in and healthy , passing many a happy day among a state ...
... present appearance . On precept ; take my word for it , I say , that books teach the other hand , I conceive you as perfectly sleek us very little of the world . The greatest merit in and healthy , passing many a happy day among a state ...
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153 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
153 ÆäÀÌÁö - Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old survey'd ; And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still, as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired...
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - The wondering neighbours ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
148 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
156 ÆäÀÌÁö - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wished for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for her father's arms.
154 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed...
148 ÆäÀÌÁö - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
153 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
156 ÆäÀÌÁö - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...