Goldsmith. The traveller, The deserted village and Retaliation, with notes by A.R. Vardy1872 |
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... admiration , as I am ignorant of that art in which you are said to excel ; and I may lose much by the severity of your judgment , as few have a juster taste in poetry than you . Setting interest therefore aside , to which I never paid ...
... admiration , as I am ignorant of that art in which you are said to excel ; and I may lose much by the severity of your judgment , as few have a juster taste in poetry than you . Setting interest therefore aside , to which I never paid ...
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... admiration to bestow on rugged mountains and barren passes , and the dangers which beset travellers in such regions gave them no time to enjoy the prospect . The same was the case , as Lord Macaulay remarks in his " History , " with the ...
... admiration to bestow on rugged mountains and barren passes , and the dangers which beset travellers in such regions gave them no time to enjoy the prospect . The same was the case , as Lord Macaulay remarks in his " History , " with the ...
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... admired by some readers . 89 Lauders - William Lauder , a Scotchman and schoolmaster , was the author of a remarkable literary forgery . In the year 1747 there appeared in the " Gentleman's Magazine " a series of papers charging Milton ...
... admired by some readers . 89 Lauders - William Lauder , a Scotchman and schoolmaster , was the author of a remarkable literary forgery . In the year 1747 there appeared in the " Gentleman's Magazine " a series of papers charging Milton ...
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... admired them greatly , and was a patient student of their works . It was only the crude judgment of the critics that moved his silent contempt . took snuff - The manuscript of Goldsmith ended here with a broken line , " By flattery ...
... admired them greatly , and was a patient student of their works . It was only the crude judgment of the critics that moved his silent contempt . took snuff - The manuscript of Goldsmith ended here with a broken line , " By flattery ...
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... accomplishment is a rare one , and many of the hints here given are truly admirable . " - Athenæum . SEELEY , JACKSON , & HALLIDAY , 54 , FLEET STREET . 4 RECENTLY PUBLISHED . I. Fifth Thousand , in crown In crown 8vo, price 4s. 6d., ...
... accomplishment is a rare one , and many of the hints here given are truly admirable . " - Athenæum . SEELEY , JACKSON , & HALLIDAY , 54 , FLEET STREET . 4 RECENTLY PUBLISHED . I. Fifth Thousand , in crown In crown 8vo, price 4s. 6d., ...
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Страница 23 - These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, For all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
Страница 23 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since '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...
Страница 29 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravag'd landscape with the skies.
Страница 24 - 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 26 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed, is forgot.
Страница 22 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last.
Страница 27 - 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 10 - Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread; No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword...
Страница 28 - 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 23 - All but yon widowed, 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...