The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author : in Two VolumesH. Goldney, 1791 |
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... Bleft be the Father and his love , Brethren fing , ' tis right you should , Bride of the Lamb , in triumph , Bear me on thy rapid wing , HYMN ; 336 368 417 451 10 13 47 49 64 94 95 193 By me , O my Saviour , ftand , 139 Befide the ...
... Bleft be the Father and his love , Brethren fing , ' tis right you should , Bride of the Lamb , in triumph , Bear me on thy rapid wing , HYMN ; 336 368 417 451 10 13 47 49 64 94 95 193 By me , O my Saviour , ftand , 139 Befide the ...
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... bleft in herself , She makes each Creature Bleft ; unvex'd with Cares , And free from ev'ry Guilt , and ev'ry Pain . The truly Honest , are the truly Great ; Such is a Father's Fame . Of Titles bare , Not greatly Wealthy , nor ignobly ...
... bleft in herself , She makes each Creature Bleft ; unvex'd with Cares , And free from ev'ry Guilt , and ev'ry Pain . The truly Honest , are the truly Great ; Such is a Father's Fame . Of Titles bare , Not greatly Wealthy , nor ignobly ...
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... bleft whefe fins He that has God Hold not thy peace How bleft are they How bleft is he 191 167 123 Lord , who's the happy 22 M. & 33 86 62 My crafty foe with 54 70 My God , my God 110 My Soul for help 47 My Soul infpir'd 132 My Soul ...
... bleft whefe fins He that has God Hold not thy peace How bleft are they How bleft is he 191 167 123 Lord , who's the happy 22 M. & 33 86 62 My crafty foe with 54 70 My God , my God 110 My Soul for help 47 My Soul infpir'd 132 My Soul ...
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... bleft , nay should fhe yield , To duty yield , her heart would not be mine . And what is duty , when oppos'd to love , Her flight too plainly tells . LATROON . Yet not despair , MARIA may be found , and you be bleft , Ev'n bleft beyond ...
... bleft , nay should fhe yield , To duty yield , her heart would not be mine . And what is duty , when oppos'd to love , Her flight too plainly tells . LATROON . Yet not despair , MARIA may be found , and you be bleft , Ev'n bleft beyond ...
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abuſe bard befide bleffings bleft blifs boaft bofom breaſt bufy Burke charms COVENT GARDEN David Garrick dear Deferted defire Doctor drefs eaſe Edmund Burke fame fatire fcene feek feems feen feveral fhades fhall fhould figh fimple fince fincere finks firft firſt fkies flies fmall fmiling folitary fome fons foon forrow foul fpreads ftill ftranger ftrike fuch fupplies fure fweet Garrick happineſs Hawes heart himſelf honeft honour humble laft laſt lord luxury mafter manfion mind mirth moſt muſt o'er occafion OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem poet praiſe prefs pride publiſhed raiſe reft rife riſe round ſcene ſhall ſhame ſhare ſhe ſhed Sir Joshua Reynolds ſkies ſkill ſky ſports ſtate ſteps Stoops to Conquer ſwain thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou toil turn Twas uſed village wealth Whilft Whitefoord whofe Whoſe wiſh write
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第 51 頁 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
第 68 頁 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
第 61 頁 - 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.
第 59 頁 - 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...
第 66 頁 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled 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...
第 104 頁 - 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...
第 42 頁 - 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 ; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal : But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
第 67 頁 - Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where grey-beard mirth and smiling toil retired.
第 66 頁 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
第 63 頁 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...