The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First Collected. With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. In two volumes..H. Goldney, 1780 |
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... toil , and trim their evening fire ; Bleft that abode , where want and pain repair , And every ftranger finds a ready chair ; Bleft be thofe feafts with fimple plenty crown'd , Where all the ruddy family around , Laugh at the jefts or ...
... toil , and trim their evening fire ; Bleft that abode , where want and pain repair , And every ftranger finds a ready chair ; Bleft be thofe feafts with fimple plenty crown'd , Where all the ruddy family around , Laugh at the jefts or ...
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... toils along : All Auburn fhall bewail the fatal day , When from her fields , their pride was snatch'd away ; And even the matron of the creffy lake In piteous plight , her palfied head shall shake , While all adown the furrows of her ...
... toils along : All Auburn fhall bewail the fatal day , When from her fields , their pride was snatch'd away ; And even the matron of the creffy lake In piteous plight , her palfied head shall shake , While all adown the furrows of her ...
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... toil for fcanty bread : Farewel ! to other scenes I turn my eyes , " Embofom'd in the vale where Auburn lies , " Deferted Auburn , thofe now ruin'd glades , " Forlorn , yet ever dear and honour'd shades . " There though the Hamlet ...
... toil for fcanty bread : Farewel ! to other scenes I turn my eyes , " Embofom'd in the vale where Auburn lies , " Deferted Auburn , thofe now ruin'd glades , " Forlorn , yet ever dear and honour'd shades . " There though the Hamlet ...
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... toil , “ And seen me ploughing in a thankless soil , " Whofe partial tendernefs hufh'd every pain , " Whose approbation made my bosom vain : " " Tis you , to whom my foul divided hies " With fond regret , and half unwilling flies ...
... toil , “ And seen me ploughing in a thankless soil , " Whofe partial tendernefs hufh'd every pain , " Whose approbation made my bosom vain : " " Tis you , to whom my foul divided hies " With fond regret , and half unwilling flies ...
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... toil of wretched gain , 66 My raptur'd mufe fhall pour her nobleft ftrain , " Within her native bowers the notes prolong , " And , grateful , meditate her lateft fong . " Thus , as adown the flope of life I bend , " And move , refign'd ...
... toil of wretched gain , 66 My raptur'd mufe fhall pour her nobleft ftrain , " Within her native bowers the notes prolong , " And , grateful , meditate her lateft fong . " Thus , as adown the flope of life I bend , " And move , refign'd ...
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againſt bard befide beſt bleffings bleft blifs boaſt breaſt charms cloſe David Garrick dear defire Doctor eaſe Edmund Burke effay fame faſhion fatire feek feems fhall fhore fhould figh fince fincere finks firft firſt fmall fmiling folitary fome fons foon forrow foul friendſhip ftill ftranger ftrike fuch fupplies fure fweet Garrick Good-natur'd gueſt happineſs heart himſelf honour humble jeft Johnſon juft Kenrick laft laſt loft lord luxury mafter mind mirth moft moſt muſt o'er occafion octavo OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain paſt perfon pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem poet poetical praiſe pride publiſhed purſue raiſe rife round ſcene ſhades ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhort Sir Joshua Reynolds ſkies ſky ſmiling ſome ſports ſpot ſpread ſtate ſteps ſtill Stoops to Conquer thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou toil turn Twas uſed village wealth Whilft Whitefoord whofe whoſe wiſh write
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Página 66 - 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 99 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Página 59 - 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 66 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Página 62 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Página 66 - 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 66 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, 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...
Página 51 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Página 72 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Página 62 - 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. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...