The Works of Oliver Goldsmith, Том 4J. Murray, 1854 |
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... Pope , ever wrote against poetry , nor Lully against music , nor Newton against astronomy . There are sometimes men found , 4 who fancy themselves superior to their profession - the surest 12 MEMOIRS OF M. DE VOLTAIRE .
... Pope , ever wrote against poetry , nor Lully against music , nor Newton against astronomy . There are sometimes men found , 4 who fancy themselves superior to their profession - the surest 12 MEMOIRS OF M. DE VOLTAIRE .
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... Pope and Dryden thus : - ' Pope drives a handsome chariot , with a couple of neat trim nags ; Dryden a coach , and six stately horses . ' JOHNSON : ' Why , Sir , the truth is they both drive coaches and six ; but Dryden's horses are ...
... Pope and Dryden thus : - ' Pope drives a handsome chariot , with a couple of neat trim nags ; Dryden a coach , and six stately horses . ' JOHNSON : ' Why , Sir , the truth is they both drive coaches and six ; but Dryden's horses are ...
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... Pope , Young , & c . , or among such of our nobility as were remarkable either for arts or arms , as Peterborough , Oxford , and Walpole . He was frequently heard to say , that Peterborough had taught him the art of despising riches ...
... Pope , Young , & c . , or among such of our nobility as were remarkable either for arts or arms , as Peterborough , Oxford , and Walpole . He was frequently heard to say , that Peterborough had taught him the art of despising riches ...
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... Pope was driven from the room . Pope dis- covered , by a trick , that he was a spy for the court , and never considered him a man worthy of confidence . " - JOHNSON , Life of Pope . 2 " Voltaire , like the French in general , showed the ...
... Pope was driven from the room . Pope dis- covered , by a trick , that he was a spy for the court , and never considered him a man worthy of confidence . " - JOHNSON , Life of Pope . 2 " Voltaire , like the French in general , showed the ...
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... POPE Catherine Hyde , daughter of Henry , fourth Earl of Clarendon , and wife of Charles Douglas , Duke of Queensbury , celebrated in her youth by Prior , and in her old age by Horace Walpole , and by both in verse . She is often ...
... POPE Catherine Hyde , daughter of Henry , fourth Earl of Clarendon , and wife of Charles Douglas , Duke of Queensbury , celebrated in her youth by Prior , and in her old age by Horace Walpole , and by both in verse . She is often ...
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Сторінка 234 - CHRISTMAS EVE, and twelve of the clock. " Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave in these years ! Yet, I feel, If someone said on Christmas Eve, " Come ; see the oxen kneel " In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know," I should go with him...
Сторінка 313 - To cheer the shivering native's dull abode. And oft, beneath the odorous shade Of Chili's boundless forests laid, She deigns to hear the savage youth repeat In loose numbers wildly sweet Their feather-cinctured chiefs, and dusky loves. Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and generous Shame, Th' unconquerable Mind, and Freedom's holy flame.
Сторінка 32 - I could no more write a romance than an epic poem. I could not sit seriously down to write a serious romance under any other motive than to save my life; and if it were indispensable for me to keep it up and never relax into laughing at myself or at other people, I am sure I should be hung before I had finished the first chapter.
Сторінка 222 - Of all men, Goldsmith is the most unfit to go out upon such an inquiry ; for he is utterly ignorant of such arts as we already possess, and consequently could not know what would be accessions to our present stock of mechanical knowledge. Sir, he would bring home a grinding barrow, which you see in every street in London, and think that he had furnished a wonderful improvement.
Сторінка 224 - Take up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives' need; To wait in heavy harness On fluttered folk and wild — Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half devil and half child. Take up the White Man's Burden...
Сторінка 404 - Padareen mare there one season than given in rewards to learned men since the time of Usher. All their productions in learning amount to perhaps a translation, or a few tracts in divinity, and all their productions in wit to just nothing at all. Why the plague, then, so fond of Ireland? Then, all at once, because you, my dear friend, and a few more who are exceptions to the general picture, have a residence there. This it is that gives me all the pangs I feel in separation. I confess I carry this...
Сторінка 179 - Signed, sealed, published, and declared, by the said testator, as and for his last will and testament, in the presence of OLIVER PRICE.
Сторінка 88 - How such a one was strong, and such was bold, And such was fortunate, yet, each of old Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
Сторінка 216 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Сторінка 158 - WHY should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways, Or hurled the little streets upon the great, Had they but courage equal to desire? What could have made her peaceful with a mind That nobleness made simple as a fire, With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind That is not natural in an age like this, Being high and solitary and most stern? Why, what could she have done, being what she is ? Was there another Troy for her...