The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith, with the life of the author, embellished with wood cuts by T. Bewick1809 |
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... praise : Yes --- these survive to time's remotest day , While drops the bust , and boastful tombs decay.- Reader , if number'd in the Muse's train , Go , tune the lyre , and imitate his strain --- But if no poet thou , reverse the plan ...
... praise : Yes --- these survive to time's remotest day , While drops the bust , and boastful tombs decay.- Reader , if number'd in the Muse's train , Go , tune the lyre , and imitate his strain --- But if no poet thou , reverse the plan ...
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... and the whirlwind's roar , But bind him to his native mountains more . " Such are the charms to barren ftates affign'd- Their wants but few , their wishes all confin'd . Yet let them only share the praises due- If few THE TRAVELLER . 27.
... and the whirlwind's roar , But bind him to his native mountains more . " Such are the charms to barren ftates affign'd- Their wants but few , their wishes all confin'd . Yet let them only share the praises due- If few THE TRAVELLER . 27.
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Oliver Goldsmith. Yet let them only share the praises due- If few their wants , their pleasures are but few ; For every want that ftimulates the breaft , Becomes a fource of pleasure , when redreft . Whence , from fuch lands each ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Yet let them only share the praises due- If few their wants , their pleasures are but few ; For every want that ftimulates the breaft , Becomes a fource of pleasure , when redreft . Whence , from fuch lands each ...
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... praise my wond'rous pow'r , And dance , forgetful of the noon - tide hour : Alike all ages - Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze , And the gay grandfire , fkill'd in gestic lore , Has frifk'd beneath ...
... praise my wond'rous pow'r , And dance , forgetful of the noon - tide hour : Alike all ages - Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze , And the gay grandfire , fkill'd in gestic lore , Has frifk'd beneath ...
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... praise . At church , with meek and unaffected grace , His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double fway , And fools , who came to fcoff , remain'd to pray : The service past , around the pious man ...
... praise . At church , with meek and unaffected grace , His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double fway , And fools , who came to fcoff , remain'd to pray : The service past , around the pious man ...
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Página 47 - 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 34 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Página 42 - 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...
Página 52 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Página 46 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashion'd to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise.
Página 47 - The village master taught his little school; 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 laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 65 - Here Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts ; A flattering painter, who made it his care, To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
Página 44 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Página 84 - 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. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Página 47 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.