Retaliation: a poem. To which is added, some account of the life of the author, 第 1 卷 |
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Oliver Goldsmith. Beaux Esprits , where Wit Sparkled sometimes at the expence
of Good - nature - - - It was proposed to write Epitaphs on him ; his Country ,
Dialect and Perfon , furnished subjects of Witticism ! He was called on for
Retaliation ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Beaux Esprits , where Wit Sparkled sometimes at the expence
of Good - nature - - - It was proposed to write Epitaphs on him ; his Country ,
Dialect and Perfon , furnished subjects of Witticism ! He was called on for
Retaliation ...
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It was from hence he sent the first sketch of his delightful epistle , called the
Traveller , to his brother the clergyman in Ireland , who , giving up fame and
fortune , had retired , with an amiable wife , to happiness and obscurity , on an
income of ...
It was from hence he sent the first sketch of his delightful epistle , called the
Traveller , to his brother the clergyman in Ireland , who , giving up fame and
fortune , had retired , with an amiable wife , to happiness and obscurity , on an
income of ...
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Good Heaven ! what sorrows gloom ' d that parting day , That called them from
their native walks away ; When the poor exiles , every pleasure past , Hung round
their bowers , and fondly looked their last , And took a long farewel , and wished ...
Good Heaven ! what sorrows gloom ' d that parting day , That called them from
their native walks away ; When the poor exiles , every pleasure past , Hung round
their bowers , and fondly looked their last , And took a long farewel , and wished ...
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第 11 頁 - 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; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
第 18 頁 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
第 2 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 9 頁 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
第 10 頁 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; 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.
第 20 頁 - The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms. With louder plaints the mother spoke her woes, And...
第 11 頁 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
第 4 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. A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man...
第 5 頁 - Lived in each look, and brightened all the green, These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power.
第 14 頁 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...