The Poems of Oliver GoldsmithT. Bensley, 1800 - 129 páginas |
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... Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill , Yet still he sighs , for hoards are wanting still ; Thus to my breast alternate passions rise , Pleas'd with each ... hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene , to 11.
... Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill , Yet still he sighs , for hoards are wanting still ; Thus to my breast alternate passions rise , Pleas'd with each ... hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene , to 11.
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... hoard , Displays her cleanly platter on the board : And haply too some pilgrim , thither led , With many a tale repays the nightly bed . Thus ev'ry good his native wilds impart , Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And e'en ...
... hoard , Displays her cleanly platter on the board : And haply too some pilgrim , thither led , With many a tale repays the nightly bed . Thus ev'ry good his native wilds impart , Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And e'en ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... hoard of honour is no more ; For ah ! too partial to my life's decline , Cæsar persuades , submission must be mine ; Him I obey , whom heav'n itself obeys , Hopeless of pleasing , yet inclin'd to please . Here then at once I welcome ev ...
... hoard of honour is no more ; For ah ! too partial to my life's decline , Cæsar persuades , submission must be mine ; Him I obey , whom heav'n itself obeys , Hopeless of pleasing , yet inclin'd to please . Here then at once I welcome ev ...
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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
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Página 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.
Página 52 - The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...