The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithLee and Shepard, 1872 - 231 страници |
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... reign , contentment fails , And honour sinks where commerce long prevails . Hence every state , to one lov'd blessing prone , Conforms and models life to that alone ; Each to the favourite happiness attends , And spurns the plan that ...
... reign , contentment fails , And honour sinks where commerce long prevails . Hence every state , to one lov'd blessing prone , Conforms and models life to that alone ; Each to the favourite happiness attends , And spurns the plan that ...
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... reign : Though poor , luxurious ; though submissive , vain ; Though grave , yet trifling ; zealous , yet untrue- And even in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For ...
... reign : Though poor , luxurious ; though submissive , vain ; Though grave , yet trifling ; zealous , yet untrue- And even in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For ...
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... reign , I turn ; and France displays her bright domain . Gay sprightly land of mirth and social ease , Pleased with thyself , whom all the world can please— How often have I led thy sportive choir , With tuneless pipe , beside the ...
... reign , I turn ; and France displays her bright domain . Gay sprightly land of mirth and social ease , Pleased with thyself , whom all the world can please— How often have I led thy sportive choir , With tuneless pipe , beside the ...
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... reign . Thus , while around the wave - subjected soil Impels the native to repeated toil , C Industrious habits in each bosom reign , And industry begets THE TRAVELLER . 9.
... reign . Thus , while around the wave - subjected soil Impels the native to repeated toil , C Industrious habits in each bosom reign , And industry begets THE TRAVELLER . 9.
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Oliver Goldsmith Bolton Corney. Industrious habits in each bosom reign , And industry begets a love of gain . Hence all the good from opulence that springs , With all those ills superfluous treasure brings , Are here display'd . Their ...
Oliver Goldsmith Bolton Corney. Industrious habits in each bosom reign , And industry begets a love of gain . Hence all the good from opulence that springs , With all those ills superfluous treasure brings , Are here display'd . Their ...
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adesse Anacreon ANTISTROPHE bard beauty Behold beneath Bennet Langton bless'd bliss bloom bosom bower breast charms Clent hill Colley Cibber crown'd Damon dear delight e'en e'er fair faithless fame fancy fate fire flame flowers fond gentle glow gold Goldsmith grace grove heart Heaven hill honour hope hour Johnson kings labours Leasowes Lord lyre maid METASTASIO mihi mind mirth mournful muse native ne'er numbers nunc nymph o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion peace pensive plain pleasing pleasure POET praise pride quæ rage reign rill rise round rural SATIRE OF JUVENAL scene scorn seat shade shine shore shun sibi sigh sing skies smile soft song soul square miles Stella stream swain sweet tear thee thine thou tibi toil train trees Twas vale valley verse virtue virtue's vitæ wealth wild WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind youth
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Страница 29 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat, To persuade Tommy Townshend* to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of -dining. 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 right, to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold,...
Страница ii - 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...
Страница 16 - 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 tittered round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
Страница 46 - 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.
Страница 21 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Страница 37 - Till, quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. ' But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. ' And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Twas so for me that Edwin did. And so for him will I.
Страница 22 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies.
Страница 19 - 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.
Страница 45 - ... 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 friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...
Страница 13 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure. Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.