The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: With a LifeE.H. Butler, 1857 - 240 páginas |
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... and brought from far— Equally fit for gallantry and war . What ! no reply to promises so ample ? I'd best step back - and order up a sample . EPILOGUE WRITTEN FOR SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER Enter Mrs. Bulkley 204 PROLOGUES AND.
... and brought from far— Equally fit for gallantry and war . What ! no reply to promises so ample ? I'd best step back - and order up a sample . EPILOGUE WRITTEN FOR SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER Enter Mrs. Bulkley 204 PROLOGUES AND.
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... Bulkley , who courtesies very low as beginning to speak ; then enter Miss Catley , who stands full before her , and courtesies to the audience . MRS . BULKLEY . HOLD , ma'am , your pardon . What's your business here ? The epilogue ...
... Bulkley , who courtesies very low as beginning to speak ; then enter Miss Catley , who stands full before her , and courtesies to the audience . MRS . BULKLEY . HOLD , ma'am , your pardon . What's your business here ? The epilogue ...
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... BULKLEY . Why , sure the girl's beside herself ! singing ? an epilogue of A hopeful end indeed to such a bless'd ... BULKLEY . The house Agreed . MISS CATLEY . MRS . BULKLEY . And she whose 206 PROLOGUES AND.
... BULKLEY . Why , sure the girl's beside herself ! singing ? an epilogue of A hopeful end indeed to such a bless'd ... BULKLEY . The house Agreed . MISS CATLEY . MRS . BULKLEY . And she whose 206 PROLOGUES AND.
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... BULKLEY . And she whose party's largest shall proceed . And first , I hope , you'll readily agree I've all the critics and the wits for me . They , I am sure , will answer my commands : Ye candid - judging few , hold up your hands ...
... BULKLEY . And she whose party's largest shall proceed . And first , I hope , you'll readily agree I've all the critics and the wits for me . They , I am sure , will answer my commands : Ye candid - judging few , hold up your hands ...
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... BULKLEY . Let all the old pay homage to your merit : Give me the young , the gay , the men of spirit . Ye travell'd tribe , ye macaroni train , Of French friseurs , and nosegays , justly vain— Who take a trip to Paris once a year To ...
... BULKLEY . Let all the old pay homage to your merit : Give me the young , the gay , the men of spirit . Ye travell'd tribe , ye macaroni train , Of French friseurs , and nosegays , justly vain— Who take a trip to Paris once a year To ...
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admirer Arthur Murphy ballad bard beauty bittern bless bless'd bliss breast BULKLEY Bunbury Burke Chaldean charms Chorus comedy Covent Garden Theatre Cradock cried dear Deserted Village died elegy epilogue epitaph eyes fame flies Garrick give happy heart Heaven hermit honour Horace Walpole humble Johnson land Lord luxury mind mirth MISS CATLEY never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pass'd passion pasty pity plac'd plain play pleas'd pleasure poem poet poor praise pray pride printed PROLOGUES PROPHET rage raptures Recitative reign Reynolds rise round scene SCHMOLZE SECOND PRIEST sigh sing sinks sizar skies skill'd smiling song sorrow soul spread Stoops to Conquer sweet SWEET AUBURN tear thee thine things THOMAS PARNELL thou toil Toroddle truth turn Twas venison verses vex'd Vicar of Wakefield Washington Irving wealth weep wild wretch yonder youth
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Página 36 - 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 61 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please — How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Página 66 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school. The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Página 142 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wond'rous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, 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.
Página 77 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, 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.
Página 52 - Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind : Why have I stray'd from pleasure and repose, To seek a good each government bestows? In every government, though terrors reign, Though tyrant kings or tyrant laws restrain, How small, of all that human hearts endure, That...
Página 76 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...
Página 52 - How small , of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Página 38 - Yet, still the loss of wealth is here supplied By arts, the splendid wrecks of former pride : From these the feeble heart and long-fallen mind An easy compensation seem to find.
Página 80 - Redress the rigours of the inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain ; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain ; Teach him, that states of native strength...