The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With a Life and Notes, 1. kötetH.G. Bohn, 1854 |
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56. oldal
... keep up an intimacy with one who could be guilty of such monstrous indiscretions as Goldsmith had just exhibited in the Square . ' Gold- smith , with great earnestness , protested he was uncon- scious of what was meant . 6 Why , ' said ...
... keep up an intimacy with one who could be guilty of such monstrous indiscretions as Goldsmith had just exhibited in the Square . ' Gold- smith , with great earnestness , protested he was uncon- scious of what was meant . 6 Why , ' said ...
90. oldal
... Keeps man from man , and breaks the social tie ; The self - dependent lordlings stand alone , † All claims that bind and sweeten life unknown ; Here , by the bonds of nature feebly held , Minds combat minds , repelling and repell'd ...
... Keeps man from man , and breaks the social tie ; The self - dependent lordlings stand alone , † All claims that bind and sweeten life unknown ; Here , by the bonds of nature feebly held , Minds combat minds , repelling and repell'd ...
97. oldal
... keep the flame from wasting , by repose : I still had hopes - for pride attends us still- Amidst the swains to shew my book - learn'd skill , Around my fire an evening group to draw , And tell of all I felt , and all I saw ; And , as a ...
... keep the flame from wasting , by repose : I still had hopes - for pride attends us still- Amidst the swains to shew my book - learn'd skill , Around my fire an evening group to draw , And tell of all I felt , and all I saw ; And , as a ...
105. oldal
... keep'st me so ; Thou guide , by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell ; and oh ! where'er thy voice be tried , On Torno's cliffs , or Pambamarca's side , Whether where equinoctial fervours ...
... keep'st me so ; Thou guide , by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell ; and oh ! where'er thy voice be tried , On Torno's cliffs , or Pambamarca's side , Whether where equinoctial fervours ...
115. oldal
... keep a corner for't too . " " 6 " What the deil mon , a pasty ! " re - echo'd the Scot , Though splitting , I'll still keep a corner for that . " " We'll all keep a corner , " the lady cried out ; " We'll all keep a corner , " was echo ...
... keep a corner for't too . " " 6 " What the deil mon , a pasty ! " re - echo'd the Scot , Though splitting , I'll still keep a corner for that . " " We'll all keep a corner , " the lady cried out ; " We'll all keep a corner , " was echo ...
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102. oldal - The mournful peasant leads his humble band; And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave ! Where, then, ah ! where shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits stray'd, He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And even the bare-worn common is denied.
105. oldal - And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit in these degenerate times of shame To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
118. oldal - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
96. oldal - Far, far away, thy children leave the land. 50 111 fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
96. oldal - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green ; One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
102. oldal - 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...
81. oldal - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good...
99. oldal - But in his duty, prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
130. oldal - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous 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.
99. oldal - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour ; Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More bent to raise the wretched, than to rise.