The Poems of Oliver GoldsmithT. Bensley, 1800 - 129 стор. |
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... give in the pe- rusal , are unequivocal tests of their merit . His two principal pieces , the Traveller and the Deserted Village , are truly original productions ; but the former has more peculiarity , abounds more in thought , and in ...
... give in the pe- rusal , are unequivocal tests of their merit . His two principal pieces , the Traveller and the Deserted Village , are truly original productions ; but the former has more peculiarity , abounds more in thought , and in ...
Сторінка xxv
... beginning to sow the seeds of its own dissolution . The great must oppose it from principle , and the weak from fear ; till at last every rank of mankind shall be found to give up its benefits , content with security from its insults . XXV.
... beginning to sow the seeds of its own dissolution . The great must oppose it from principle , and the weak from fear ; till at last every rank of mankind shall be found to give up its benefits , content with security from its insults . XXV.
Сторінка xxvi
... gives us no protection against the injury , so it should give calumniators no shelter after having provoked correction . The insults which we receive before the public , by being more open , are the more distressing : by treating them ...
... gives us no protection against the injury , so it should give calumniators no shelter after having provoked correction . The insults which we receive before the public , by being more open , are the more distressing : by treating them ...
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... give to get esteem , Till , seeming blest , they grow to what they seem . But , while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ; For praise too dearly lov'd , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all ...
... give to get esteem , Till , seeming blest , they grow to what they seem . But , while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ; For praise too dearly lov'd , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all ...
Сторінка 84
... give it with good will . " Then turn to - night , and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch and frugal fare , My blessing and repose . " No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn : Taught by that pow'r ...
... give it with good will . " Then turn to - night , and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch and frugal fare , My blessing and repose . " No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn : Taught by that pow'r ...
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Amidst bards beauties blank verse blessings blest bliss boast bow'rs breast Burke charms cheerful climes cried David Garrick dear Deserted Village diff'rent e'en Edmund Burke ev'ry eyes fame fled flies follow'd fond freedom gentle heart heav'n hermit hoard honest honour hour Hugh Kelly keep a corner land LENOX lord lovers luxury maid mind mirth Morning Chronicle ne'er neighb'ring never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion pasty patriot pindaric pity plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetry pomp poor pow'r praise pride printed proud racterized rage raptures reign Richard Burke rise round Roveray scene shew'd shore sigh simile sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies skill'd smiling sorrow soul splendour spread stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN thee thine thou toil tripe turn twas venison Vicar of Wakefield virtue wand'ring wealth weep Whilst Whitefoord wish'd Woodfall wretch
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Сторінка 12 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ; Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease : The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine, Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast where'er we roam, His first, best country, ever is at home.
Сторінка 52 - The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Сторінка 75 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick, If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.
Сторінка 56 - Though very poor, may still be very blest ; That trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay, As ocean sweeps the labour'd mole away ; While self-dependent power can time defy, As rocks resist the billows and the sky.
Сторінка 45 - 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.
Сторінка 9 - REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door ; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Сторінка 10 - 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.
Сторінка 41 - 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.
Сторінка 46 - A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Сторінка 47 - Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. > Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye...