The Select Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With the Portrait of the AuthorB. Tauchnitz, 1842 - 429 من الصفحات |
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... bring down the pride of my family to their circumstances ; for I well knew that aspiring beggary is wretchedness itself . " You cannot be ignorant , my chil- dren , " cried I , " that no prudence of ours could have pre- vented our late ...
... bring down the pride of my family to their circumstances ; for I well knew that aspiring beggary is wretchedness itself . " You cannot be ignorant , my chil- dren , " cried I , " that no prudence of ours could have pre- vented our late ...
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... bringing up the rear . We lightened the fatigues of the road with philosophical disputes , which he seemed to understand perfectly . But what surprised me most was , that though he was a money borrower , he defended his opinions with as ...
... bringing up the rear . We lightened the fatigues of the road with philosophical disputes , which he seemed to understand perfectly . But what surprised me most was , that though he was a money borrower , he defended his opinions with as ...
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... bring her relief . My sen- sations were even too violent to permit my attempting her rescue . She must have certainly perished , had not my companion , perceiving her danger , instantly plunged in to her relief , and , with some ...
... bring her relief . My sen- sations were even too violent to permit my attempting her rescue . She must have certainly perished , had not my companion , perceiving her danger , instantly plunged in to her relief , and , with some ...
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... bring its own peculiar pleasures every morning waked us to a repetition of toil ; but the evening repaid it with vacant hilarity . It was about the beginning of autumn , on a holiday , for I kept such , as intervals of relaxation from ...
... bring its own peculiar pleasures every morning waked us to a repetition of toil ; but the evening repaid it with vacant hilarity . It was about the beginning of autumn , on a holiday , for I kept such , as intervals of relaxation from ...
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... bring ; A scrip with herbs and fruits supply'd , And water from the spring . " Then , pilgrim , turn , thy cares forego , For earth - born cares are wrong . Man wants but little here below , Nor wants that little long . " Soft , as the ...
... bring ; A scrip with herbs and fruits supply'd , And water from the spring . " Then , pilgrim , turn , thy cares forego , For earth - born cares are wrong . Man wants but little here below , Nor wants that little long . " Soft , as the ...
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الصفحة 210 - 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.
الصفحة 210 - 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.
الصفحة 209 - 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...
الصفحة 206 - 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...
الصفحة 236 - 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.
الصفحة 123 - 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...
الصفحة 209 - 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...
الصفحة 207 - 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.
الصفحة 251 - 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...
الصفحة 76 - 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.