GoldsmithMacmillan, 1918 - 164페이지 |
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... told at the outset , " may be dis- tinguished into three periods : its commencement , or the age of poets ; its maturity , or the age of philo- sophers ; and its decline , or the age of critics . " Then our guide carries us into the ...
... told at the outset , " may be dis- tinguished into three periods : its commencement , or the age of poets ; its maturity , or the age of philo- sophers ; and its decline , or the age of critics . " Then our guide carries us into the ...
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... told of the Russian , courts his mistress by falling asleep in her lap . His repu- tation never spreads in a wider circle than that of the trade , who generally value him , not for the fineness of his compositions , but the quantity he ...
... told of the Russian , courts his mistress by falling asleep in her lap . His repu- tation never spreads in a wider circle than that of the trade , who generally value him , not for the fineness of his compositions , but the quantity he ...
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... told of Goldsmith's blunders ; of his forced attempts to shine in conversation ; of poor Poll talking nonsense , when all the world was wondering at the beauty of his writing . In one case we are told he was content to admit , when ...
... told of Goldsmith's blunders ; of his forced attempts to shine in conversation ; of poor Poll talking nonsense , when all the world was wondering at the beauty of his writing . In one case we are told he was content to admit , when ...
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... told us but this moment of your dining yesterday in town .'- ' Did I say so ? ' replied he , coolly ; ' to be sure , if I said so , it was so . Dined in town ! egad , now I do remember , I did dine in town ; but I dined in the country ...
... told us but this moment of your dining yesterday in town .'- ' Did I say so ? ' replied he , coolly ; ' to be sure , if I said so , it was so . Dined in town ! egad , now I do remember , I did dine in town ; but I dined in the country ...
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... The sums he gave and collected for the Hospital were great , and his manner of doing it was no less admirable . I am told that he was once collecting money in Wilt- five- - shire's room for that purpose , when a 64 [ СНАР . GOLDSMITH .
... The sums he gave and collected for the Hospital were great , and his manner of doing it was no less admirable . I am told that he was once collecting money in Wilt- five- - shire's room for that purpose , when a 64 [ СНАР . GOLDSMITH .
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130 페이지 - 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; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
124 페이지 - 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 keep the flame from wasting by repose...
124 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, While many a pastime circled in the shade...
112 페이지 - 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...
128 페이지 - The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
72 페이지 - I received one morning," says Johnson, "a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and, as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
124 페이지 - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
125 페이지 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school...
127 페이지 - And even the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped, what waits him there ? To see profusion that he must not share ; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper luxury and thin mankind...
154 페이지 - At a dinner so various, at such a repast, Who'd not be a glutton, and stick to the last? Here, waiter ! more wine, let me sit while I'm able, Till all my companions sink under the table; Then, with chaos and blunders encircling my head, Let me ponder, and tell what I think of the dead.