The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithLittle, Brown, 1853 - 176ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... soon found the situation irksome and laborious , and resigned it . He then purchased a good horse , put in his pocket thirty pounds that he had saved , left his friends , and a second time set off on a journey unknown to all . His ...
... soon found the situation irksome and laborious , and resigned it . He then purchased a good horse , put in his pocket thirty pounds that he had saved , left his friends , and a second time set off on a journey unknown to all . His ...
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... Soon after this , he discovered that his friend Dr. Sleigh was in town ; sought him out , and was cordially re- ceived by him . Sleigh's heart was as warm as ever , and he shared his purse and friendship with xxxii LIFE OF GOLDSMITH .
... Soon after this , he discovered that his friend Dr. Sleigh was in town ; sought him out , and was cordially re- ceived by him . Sleigh's heart was as warm as ever , and he shared his purse and friendship with xxxii LIFE OF GOLDSMITH .
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... soon as possible . I am not certain but I shall quickly have occasion for it . I have met with no disappointment with respect to my East India voyage , nor are my resolutions altered ; though , at the same time , I must confess it gives ...
... soon as possible . I am not certain but I shall quickly have occasion for it . I have met with no disappointment with respect to my East India voyage , nor are my resolutions altered ; though , at the same time , I must confess it gives ...
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... soon to be raised , by the force of his own genius , to be the companion of Burke , the friend of Johnson , and the guest of Rey- nolds . 24 In 1761 he removed from Green Arbour Court to Wine Office Court , in Fleet - street ; where ...
... soon to be raised , by the force of his own genius , to be the companion of Burke , the friend of Johnson , and the guest of Rey- nolds . 24 In 1761 he removed from Green Arbour Court to Wine Office Court , in Fleet - street ; where ...
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... soon be in better chambers than these . ' Johnson at the same time checked him , and paid him a handsome compliment , wishing that a man of his talents should be above attention to such distinctions . Nay , sir , never mind that , " Nil ...
... soon be in better chambers than these . ' Johnson at the same time checked him , and paid him a handsome compliment , wishing that a man of his talents should be above attention to such distinctions . Nay , sir , never mind that , " Nil ...
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51 ÆäÀÌÁö - And steady loyalty, and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ! Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame ! Dear, charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride ; Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so...
25 ÆäÀÌÁö - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
40 ÆäÀÌÁö - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
104 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.
46 ÆäÀÌÁö - While, scourged by famine from the smiling land The mournful peasant leads his humble band ; And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden, and a grave.
65 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. 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.
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sweet Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain; Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed: Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene!
47 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash , the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all : her friends, her virtue...