The Works of Oliver Goldsmith, 1. kötetJ. Murray, 1854 |
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... wretched , for a little while mocks the weary traveller with the view , and like his horizon still flies before him . " - The Vicar of Wakefield , chap . xxix . " My destin'd miles I shall have gone , By Thames or Maese , by Po or Rhone ...
... wretched , for a little while mocks the weary traveller with the view , and like his horizon still flies before him . " - The Vicar of Wakefield , chap . xxix . " My destin'd miles I shall have gone , By Thames or Maese , by Po or Rhone ...
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... wretch to weep ? XX . " And love is still an emptier sound , The modern fair - one's jest : On earth unseen , or only found To warm the turtle's nest . XXI . " For shame , fond youth , thy sorrows hush , And spurn the sex , " he said ...
... wretch to weep ? XX . " And love is still an emptier sound , The modern fair - one's jest : On earth unseen , or only found To warm the turtle's nest . XXI . " For shame , fond youth , thy sorrows hush , And spurn the sex , " he said ...
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... wretch forlorn , " she cried ; " Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside . XXV . " But let a maid thy pity share , Whom love has taught to stray : Who seeks for rest , but finds despair Companion of her way ...
... wretch forlorn , " she cried ; " Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside . XXV . " But let a maid thy pity share , Whom love has taught to stray : Who seeks for rest , but finds despair Companion of her way ...
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... " This attempt to express a character in " The Deserted Village , ' is dedicated to Dr. Goldsmith by his sincere friend and admirer , JOSHUA REYNOLDS . " вить She , wretched matron , forc'd in age , for THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 43.
... " This attempt to express a character in " The Deserted Village , ' is dedicated to Dr. Goldsmith by his sincere friend and admirer , JOSHUA REYNOLDS . " вить She , wretched matron , forc'd in age , for THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 43.
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... wretched than to rise . His house was known to all the vagrant train , He chid their wanderings , but reliev'd their pain ; The long - remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd ...
... wretched than to rise . His house was known to all the vagrant train , He chid their wanderings , but reliev'd their pain ; The long - remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd ...
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41. oldal - Ill 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 destroy'd, can never be supplied...
45. oldal - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledg'd offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reprov'd each dull delay, Allur'd to brighter worlds, and led the way.
43. oldal - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
48. oldal - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care ; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail ; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear ; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round ; Nor the coy maid, half willing to be prest. Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest.
41. oldal - And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land. Ill 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.
17. oldal - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state, With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
105. oldal - 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.
369. 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. 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...
46. oldal - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declared how much he knew: 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge...
44. oldal - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.