The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithHooker, 1841 - 118 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 31
... 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 . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintain'd its man ...
... 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 . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintain'd its man ...
الصفحة 108
... we bestow , The transitory breath of fame below : More lasting rapture from his works shall rise , While converts thank their poet in the skies . LETTER , SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY A COMMON COUN- 108 EPITAPH . Epitaph on Dr Parnell.
... we bestow , The transitory breath of fame below : More lasting rapture from his works shall rise , While converts thank their poet in the skies . LETTER , SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY A COMMON COUN- 108 EPITAPH . Epitaph on Dr Parnell.
الصفحة 116
... breath of air ; but she now bore the night as merrily as if she had sat up at a christening . My daughter and she did not seem to value it a farthing . She told me two or three stories that she knows will always make me laugh , and my ...
... breath of air ; but she now bore the night as merrily as if she had sat up at a christening . My daughter and she did not seem to value it a farthing . She told me two or three stories that she knows will always make me laugh , and my ...
الصفحة 12
... breathing airs , Enchanting shell ! the sullen Cares And frantic Passions hear thy soft control . On Thracia's hills ... breath of the Eolian flute . ' The subject and simile , as usual with Pindar , are united . The various sources of ...
... breathing airs , Enchanting shell ! the sullen Cares And frantic Passions hear thy soft control . On Thracia's hills ... breath of the Eolian flute . ' The subject and simile , as usual with Pindar , are united . The various sources of ...
الصفحة 29
... breath , has quench'd the orb of day ? To - morrow he repairs the golden flood , And warms the nations with redoubled ray . Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign . Be thine despair , and sceptred care , To ...
... breath , has quench'd the orb of day ? To - morrow he repairs the golden flood , And warms the nations with redoubled ray . Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign . Be thine despair , and sceptred care , To ...
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الصفحة 36 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
الصفحة 67 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
الصفحة 32 - 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!
الصفحة 61 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
الصفحة 4 - Through richest purple to the view Betray'da golden gleam. The hapless nymph with wonder saw : A whisker first, and then a claw, With many an ardent wish, She stretch'd, in vain, to reach the prize...
الصفحة 53 - Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry,...
الصفحة 61 - 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 rigid to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, sir — To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
الصفحة 29 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old...
الصفحة 13 - 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...
الصفحة 41 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...