The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Comprising His Poems, Comedies, Essays, and Vicar of WakefieldJ.B. Smith, 1856 - 425 páginas |
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... returned from Paris , and Miss Richland , the young lady he's guardian to . Honeyw . Perhaps so . Mr. Croaker , knowing my friendship for the young lady , has got it into his head that I can persuade her to what I please . Jarvis . Ah ...
... returned from Paris , and Miss Richland , the young lady he's guardian to . Honeyw . Perhaps so . Mr. Croaker , knowing my friendship for the young lady , has got it into his head that I can persuade her to what I please . Jarvis . Ah ...
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... returned ; and as this gentleman is a friend of your's , he can be of signal service to us by introducing me to him ; there are some papers relative to your affairs , that require dispatch and his inspection . Miss Rich . This gentleman ...
... returned ; and as this gentleman is a friend of your's , he can be of signal service to us by introducing me to him ; there are some papers relative to your affairs , that require dispatch and his inspection . Miss Rich . This gentleman ...
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... returned from walking ; what if we still continue to deceive him ? This , this way [ They confer . Enter Marlow . Marl . The assiduities of these good people teaze me beyond bearing . My host seems to think it ill manners to leave me ...
... returned from walking ; what if we still continue to deceive him ? This , this way [ They confer . Enter Marlow . Marl . The assiduities of these good people teaze me beyond bearing . My host seems to think it ill manners to leave me ...
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... returning from walking , a bonnet , & c . Hast . ( Introducing him . ) Miss Hardcastle , Mr. Marlow , I'm proud of bringing two persons of such merit together , that only want to know , to esteem each other . Miss Hard . ( Aside . ) Now ...
... returning from walking , a bonnet , & c . Hast . ( Introducing him . ) Miss Hardcastle , Mr. Marlow , I'm proud of bringing two persons of such merit together , that only want to know , to esteem each other . Miss Hard . ( Aside . ) Now ...
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... returned so soon ; I begin not to like it . 1 Hast . ( To Hardcastle . ) For my late attempt to fly off with your niece , let my present confusion be my punishment . We are now come back , to appeal from your justice to your humanity ...
... returned so soon ; I begin not to like it . 1 Hast . ( To Hardcastle . ) For my late attempt to fly off with your niece , let my present confusion be my punishment . We are now come back , to appeal from your justice to your humanity ...
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acquaintance answer appearance assure attempt beauty believe called character child comes continued cried Croaker daughter dear desire dress Enter expect eyes face fear followed fortune friendship gave girl give hand happy Hast head hear heart Honeyw honour hope hour keep knew lady laws learning least leave letter live Lofty look madam manner Marl mean mind Miss Hard Miss Rich morning nature never night observed offer Olivia once passion perceived perhaps person pleased pleasure poor present reason received replied resolved rest returned scarce seemed seen servants serve short soon speak sure taken talk tell thing thought Tony town turn usual virtue whole wife wish write young
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Página 386 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Página 17 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Página 353 - This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...
Página 43 - 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. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
Página 15 - Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, . . Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 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...
Página 19 - Hoards, even beyond the miser's wish, abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name, That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds ; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth ; His seat, where solitary sports...
Página 17 - 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 8 - And haply though my harsh touch faltering still But mock'd all tune, and marr'd the dancer's skill, Yet would the village praise my wondrous power, 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 grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
Página 14 - 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 35 - Twas so for me that Edwin did. And so for him will I.