The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith, with the life of the author, embellished with wood cuts by T. Bewick1809 |
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... Poet - his tawdry lampoons are called fatires , his turbulence is faid to be force , and his phrenzy fire . What reception a Poem may find , which has neither abuse , party , nor blank verfe to support it , I cannot tell , nor am I ...
... Poet - his tawdry lampoons are called fatires , his turbulence is faid to be force , and his phrenzy fire . What reception a Poem may find , which has neither abuse , party , nor blank verfe to support it , I cannot tell , nor am I ...
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... poets wrote for fame , One fink of level avarice shall lie , And scholars , foldiers , kings , unhonour'd die ! Yet think not , thus when freedom's ills I ftate , I mean to flatter kings , or court the great ; Ye pow'rs of truth , that ...
... poets wrote for fame , One fink of level avarice shall lie , And scholars , foldiers , kings , unhonour'd die ! Yet think not , thus when freedom's ills I ftate , I mean to flatter kings , or court the great ; Ye pow'rs of truth , that ...
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... Poet's own imagination . To this I can fcarce make any other answer than that I fincerely believe what I have written ; that I have taken all poffible pains , in my country excurfions , for these four or five years past , to be certain ...
... Poet's own imagination . To this I can fcarce make any other answer than that I fincerely believe what I have written ; that I have taken all poffible pains , in my country excurfions , for these four or five years past , to be certain ...
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... poet this malady caught ? Or wherefore his characters thus without fault ? Say , was it that , vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues , and finding them few , Quite fick of pursuing each troublesome elf , He grew lazy at ...
... poet this malady caught ? Or wherefore his characters thus without fault ? Say , was it that , vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues , and finding them few , Quite fick of pursuing each troublesome elf , He grew lazy at ...
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... poets who owe their best fame to his skill , Shall still be his flatterers , go where he will— Old Shakespeare , receive him , with praise and with love , And Beaumonts and Behns be his Kellys above . * Vide page 66 . + Mr. Hugh Kelly ...
... poets who owe their best fame to his skill , Shall still be his flatterers , go where he will— Old Shakespeare , receive him , with praise and with love , And Beaumonts and Behns be his Kellys above . * Vide page 66 . + Mr. Hugh Kelly ...
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Amidſt beſt beſtow bleffings bleft blifs breaſt bufy charms climes David Garrick dear diſplay Doctor eaſe Edmund Burke ev'n ev❜n eyes fame fatire feek feems feen fhall fhed figh finks firſt flies fmiles folitary fome fons forrow foul ftill ftrength fuch fure fwain fweet Glocester GOLDSMITH gueſt happineſs harmleſs heart himſelf honeft honour houſe itſelf keep a corner labour laft Lord luxury mind mirth muſt o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion paſs'd paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure Poem poet pow'r praiſe pride purſuing raiſe reafon repoſe rife riſe rofe round ſay ſcene ſeen ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhore ſhould Sir Joshua Reynolds ſkies ſkill ſmall ſmiling ſpoke ſports ſpot ſpread ſpring ſtate ſteps ſtill STOOPS TO CONQUER ſtore ſtranger SWEET Auburn thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou toil turn Twas uſeful Vide page 63 village wealth Whofe whoſe wretch
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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.