The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith. Ed. by B. CorneyLongmans, Green, and Company, 1868 - 231 страници |
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... pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening chain . Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian saints attend : Bless'd be that spot , where cheerful guests retire To pause from toil , and trim their ...
... pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening chain . Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian saints attend : Bless'd be that spot , where cheerful guests retire To pause from toil , and trim their ...
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... pain . But let us try these truths with closer eyes , And trace them through the prospect as it lies : Here , for a while my proper cares resign'd , Here let me sit in sorrow for mankind ; Like yon neglected shrub , at random cast ...
... pain . But let us try these truths with closer eyes , And trace them through the prospect as it lies : Here , for a while my proper cares resign'd , Here let me sit in sorrow for mankind ; Like yon neglected shrub , at random cast ...
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... pains , in my country excursions for these four or five years past , to be certain of what I allege ; and that all my views and inquiries have led me to believe those miseries real , which I here attempt to display . But this is not the ...
... pains , in my country excursions for these four or five years past , to be certain of what I allege ; and that all my views and inquiries have led me to believe those miseries real , which I here attempt to display . But this is not the ...
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... pain . 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 ...
... pain . 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 ...
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... pain : 150 The long - remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift , now no longer proud , Claim'd kindred there , and had his claims allow'd ; The broken soldier , kindly bade ...
... pain : 150 The long - remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift , now no longer proud , Claim'd kindred there , and had his claims allow'd ; The broken soldier , kindly bade ...
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Страница 60 - Hoards e'en beyond the miser's wish abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
Страница 47 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintain'd its man; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more: His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
Страница 186 - 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.
Страница 43 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please — How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Страница 62 - 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 ? If to some common's fenceless limits stray'd, He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And e'en the bare-worn common is denied.
Страница 54 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, 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. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Страница 61 - Has robb'd the neighb'ring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green; Around the world each needful product flies, For all the luxuries the world supplies: While thus the land, adorn'd for pleasure, all In barren splendour feebly waits the fall.
Страница 58 - The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Страница 51 - 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...
Страница 56 - 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 ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned.