The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithW. Pickering, 1851 - 176 oldal |
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viii. oldal
... happiness and pounds a year ther , the wisd have entered rest is great a have left the f are many , an away 3 Mr. T. Campbell says , there was a tradition in the family that they were descended from Juan Romeiro , a Spa- nish gentleman ...
... happiness and pounds a year ther , the wisd have entered rest is great a have left the f are many , an away 3 Mr. T. Campbell says , there was a tradition in the family that they were descended from Juan Romeiro , a Spa- nish gentleman ...
ix. oldal
... happiness and obscurity , with an income of forty pounds a year . I now perceive , my dear bro- ther , the wisdom of your humble choice ; you have entered upon a sacred office , where the har- vest is great and the labourers are few ...
... happiness and obscurity , with an income of forty pounds a year . I now perceive , my dear bro- ther , the wisdom of your humble choice ; you have entered upon a sacred office , where the har- vest is great and the labourers are few ...
xxiv. oldal
... happiness of Dext March . Direct to me , if I winds . When they spread all their sails they go more than a mile and a half a minute , and their motion is so rapid that the eye can scarcely ac- company them their ordinary manner of ...
... happiness of Dext March . Direct to me , if I winds . When they spread all their sails they go more than a mile and a half a minute , and their motion is so rapid that the eye can scarcely ac- company them their ordinary manner of ...
xxv. oldal
... happiness of seeing you at Kilmore , if I can , next March . Direct to me , if I am honoured with a letter from you , to Madame Drallion's , at Leyden . Thou best of men , may Heaven guard and preserve you , and those you love . OLIVER ...
... happiness of seeing you at Kilmore , if I can , next March . Direct to me , if I am honoured with a letter from you , to Madame Drallion's , at Leyden . Thou best of men , may Heaven guard and preserve you , and those you love . OLIVER ...
xlii. oldal
... happiness you have acquired , as the honour I have probably lost in the change . I have often let my fancy loose when you were the subject , and have imagined your gracing the bench , or thundering at the bar , while I have taken no ...
... happiness you have acquired , as the honour I have probably lost in the change . I have often let my fancy loose when you were the subject , and have imagined your gracing the bench , or thundering at the bar , while I have taken no ...
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37. oldal - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, 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.
104. 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.
25. oldal - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
37. oldal - tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep ; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate...
40. oldal - 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. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood.
39. oldal - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow. And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
46. 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?
14. oldal - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
41. 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...
80. oldal - No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.