The Poems of Oliver GoldsmithT. Bensley, 1800 - 129 pagina's |
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Pagina 10
... E'en now , where alpine solitudes ascend , I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ; And plac'd on high , above the storm's career , Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plains extending wide , The ...
... E'en now , where alpine solitudes ascend , I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ; And plac'd on high , above the storm's career , Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plains extending wide , The ...
Pagina 15
... e'en in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For wealth was theirs , not far remov'd the date , When commerce proudly flourish'd through the state ; At her command the ...
... e'en in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For wealth was theirs , not far remov'd the date , When commerce proudly flourish'd through the state ; At her command the ...
Pagina 17
... e'en here , content can spread a charm , Redress the clime , and all its rage disarm . 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 ...
... e'en here , content can spread a charm , Redress the clime , and all its rage disarm . 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 ...
Pagina 18
... e'en those ills , that round his mansion rise , Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies : Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest ...
... e'en those ills , that round his mansion rise , Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies : Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest ...
Pagina 21
... e'en imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts , in splendid traffic , round the land : From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are ...
... e'en imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts , in splendid traffic , round the land : From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Amidst bards beauties blank verse blessings blest bliss boast bow'rs breast Burke charms cheerful climes cried David Garrick dear Deserted Village diff'rent e'en Edmund Burke ev'ry eyes fame fled flies follow'd fond freedom gentle heart heav'n hermit hoard honest honour hour Hugh Kelly keep a corner land LENOX lord lovers luxury maid mind mirth Morning Chronicle ne'er neighb'ring never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion pasty patriot pindaric pity plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetry pomp poor pow'r praise pride printed proud racterized rage raptures reign Richard Burke rise round Roveray scene shew'd shore sigh simile sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies skill'd smiling sorrow soul splendour spread stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN thee thine thou toil tripe turn twas venison Vicar of Wakefield virtue wand'ring wealth weep Whilst Whitefoord wish'd Woodfall wretch
Populaire passages
Pagina 12 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ; Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease : The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine, Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast where'er we roam, His first, best country, ever is at home.
Pagina 52 - The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Pagina 75 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick, If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.
Pagina 56 - Though very poor, may still be very blest ; That trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay, As ocean sweeps the labour'd mole away ; While self-dependent power can time defy, As rocks resist the billows and the sky.
Pagina 45 - 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.
Pagina 9 - REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door ; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Pagina 10 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care; Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view : That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Pagina 41 - 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, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Pagina 46 - 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 laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pagina 47 - Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. > Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye...