The Select Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With the Portrait of the AuthorB. Tauchnitz, 1842 - 429 oldal |
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... perhaps , from hearing marriage so often recommended , that my eldest son , just upon leaving col- lege , fixed his affections upon the daughter of a neigh- bouring clergyman , who was a dignitary in the church , and in circumstances to ...
... perhaps , from hearing marriage so often recommended , that my eldest son , just upon leaving col- lege , fixed his affections upon the daughter of a neigh- bouring clergyman , who was a dignitary in the church , and in circumstances to ...
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... perhaps , one of the most distressful circum- stances attendant on penury . The day soon arrived , on which we were to disperse for the first time . My son , after taking leave of his mother and the rest , who mingled their tears with ...
... perhaps , one of the most distressful circum- stances attendant on penury . The day soon arrived , on which we were to disperse for the first time . My son , after taking leave of his mother and the rest , who mingled their tears with ...
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... perhaps , too much so , " replied Mr. Burchell ; " at least he carried benevolence to an excess when young ; for his passions were then strong , and as they all were upon the side of virtue , they led it up to a romantic extreme . He ...
... perhaps , too much so , " replied Mr. Burchell ; " at least he carried benevolence to an excess when young ; for his passions were then strong , and as they all were upon the side of virtue , they led it up to a romantic extreme . He ...
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... perhaps , to attend the bagnio - pander grown rich by his extravagance . They once praised him , and now they applaud the pander ; their former raptures at his wit are now converted into sarcasms at his folly : he is poor , and perhaps ...
... perhaps , to attend the bagnio - pander grown rich by his extravagance . They once praised him , and now they applaud the pander ; their former raptures at his wit are now converted into sarcasms at his folly : he is poor , and perhaps ...
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... perhaps by some secret reasons , I delivered this observation with too much acrimony , which my Sophia gently reproved . " Whatsoever his former conduct may be , Papa , his cir- cumstances should exempt him from censure now . His pre ...
... perhaps by some secret reasons , I delivered this observation with too much acrimony , which my Sophia gently reproved . " Whatsoever his former conduct may be , Papa , his cir- cumstances should exempt him from censure now . His pre ...
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210. oldal - 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.
210. oldal - 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.
209. oldal - All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
206. oldal - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down; The swain, mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place...
236. oldal - As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine ; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line: Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings — a dupe to his art.
123. 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...
209. 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...
207. 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 destroyed, can never be supplied.
251. 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...
76. oldal - 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.