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... Yet he was kind , or , if severe in aught , The love he bore to learning was in
fault ; The village all declar ' d how much he knew ; ' Twas certain he could write
and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides presage , And e ' en
the ...
... Yet he was kind , or , if severe in aught , The love he bore to learning was in
fault ; The village all declar ' d how much he knew ; ' Twas certain he could write
and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides presage , And e ' en
the ...
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In short , ' twas his fate , unemploy ' d , or in place , sir , To eat mutton cold , and
cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , whose heart was a mint , While
the owner ne ' er knew half the good that was in ' t ; The pupil of impulse , it forc ...
In short , ' twas his fate , unemploy ' d , or in place , sir , To eat mutton cold , and
cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , whose heart was a mint , While
the owner ne ' er knew half the good that was in ' t ; The pupil of impulse , it forc ...
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Twas so for me that Edwin did , And so for him will I . ” “ Forbid it , heav ' n ! " the
hermit cried , And clasp ' d her to his breast : The wond ' ring fair - one turn ' d to
chide , ' Twas Edwin ' s self that prest . “ Turn , Angelina , ever dear , My charmer
...
Twas so for me that Edwin did , And so for him will I . ” “ Forbid it , heav ' n ! " the
hermit cried , And clasp ' d her to his breast : The wond ' ring fair - one turn ' d to
chide , ' Twas Edwin ' s self that prest . “ Turn , Angelina , ever dear , My charmer
...
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In short , by night , ' twas fits or fretting ; By day , ' twas gadding or coquetting .
Fond to be seen , she kept a bevy Of powder ' d coxcombs at her levy ; The '
squire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations . Jack suck
' d his ...
In short , by night , ' twas fits or fretting ; By day , ' twas gadding or coquetting .
Fond to be seen , she kept a bevy Of powder ' d coxcombs at her levy ; The '
squire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations . Jack suck
' d his ...
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soft' twas but a dream . Ay , ' twas but a dream , for now there ' s no retreating ; If I
cease Harlequin , I cease from eating . ' Twas thus that Æsop ' s stag , a creature
blameless , Yet something vain , like one that shall be nameless , Once on the ...
soft' twas but a dream . Ay , ' twas but a dream , for now there ' s no retreating ; If I
cease Harlequin , I cease from eating . ' Twas thus that Æsop ' s stag , a creature
blameless , Yet something vain , like one that shall be nameless , Once on the ...
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Página 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.
Página 52 - The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith, Oliver Goldsmith |
| Autor | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Editora | T. Bensley, 1800 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalizado | 28 nov. 2006 |
| Num. págs. | 129 páginas |
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