Poetical WorksW. Suttaby and C. Corrall, 1806 - 72 էջ |
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... heard of late in favor of blank verse , and Pindaric odes , chorusses , anapests and iambics , alliterative care and happy negligence ! Every absurdity has now a champion to defend it ; and as he is generally much in the wrong , so he ...
... heard of late in favor of blank verse , and Pindaric odes , chorusses , anapests and iambics , alliterative care and happy negligence ! Every absurdity has now a champion to defend it ; and as he is generally much in the wrong , so he ...
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... heard a hissing - there are serpents here ! O , there the people are - best keep my distance ; Our Captain ( gentle natives ) craves assistance ; Our ship's well stor❜d - in yonder creek we've laid her ; His honor is no mercenary ...
... heard a hissing - there are serpents here ! O , there the people are - best keep my distance ; Our Captain ( gentle natives ) craves assistance ; Our ship's well stor❜d - in yonder creek we've laid her ; His honor is no mercenary ...
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... from the chace away : Among the vocal vales he heard her song , Engraved by Cha Heath Bub by W.Suttaby , Nov.1806 . THE POETICAL WORKS OF 1 WILLIAM COLLINS . with THE. And sought the vales and echoing groves aming Eclogue II . Pages.
... from the chace away : Among the vocal vales he heard her song , Engraved by Cha Heath Bub by W.Suttaby , Nov.1806 . THE POETICAL WORKS OF 1 WILLIAM COLLINS . with THE. And sought the vales and echoing groves aming Eclogue II . Pages.
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... heard him speak with great kindness of Leo the Tenth , and with keen resentment of his tasteless successor . But pro- bably not a page of his history was ever written . He planned several tragedies , but he only planned them . He wrote ...
... heard him speak with great kindness of Leo the Tenth , and with keen resentment of his tasteless successor . But pro- bably not a page of his history was ever written . He planned several tragedies , but he only planned them . He wrote ...
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... heard her song ; And sought , the vales and echoing groves among ; At length he found , and woo'd the rural maid ; She knew the monarch , and with fear obey'd . " Be every youth like royal Abbas mov'd ; " And every Georgian maid like ...
... heard her song ; And sought , the vales and echoing groves among ; At length he found , and woo'd the rural maid ; She knew the monarch , and with fear obey'd . " Be every youth like royal Abbas mov'd ; " And every Georgian maid like ...
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The Poetical Works: With a Sketch of His Life and Writings Oliver Goldsmith Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1829 |
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Էջ 28 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Էջ 62 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Էջ 61 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Էջ 29 - 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...
Էջ 49 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. • • Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
Էջ 62 - He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Էջ 27 - The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove — These were thy charms, sweet village ! sports like these With sweet succession taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — but all these charms are fled.
Էջ 31 - 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...
Էջ 17 - Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed ; And, wondering man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile.
Էջ 15 - 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...