The Life and Times of Oliver Goldsmith, Volume 2Bradbury and Evans, 1854 |
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... on the bill for the better securing dock - yards . The case so affectingly described was that of Mary Jones . " It is a circumstance the country " a shambles . " * .Hardly a 6 [ BOOK III . OLIVER GOLDSMITH'S LIFE AND TIMES .
... on the bill for the better securing dock - yards . The case so affectingly described was that of Mary Jones . " It is a circumstance the country " a shambles . " * .Hardly a 6 [ BOOK III . OLIVER GOLDSMITH'S LIFE AND TIMES .
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... described with some humour her own surprise , when , the book falling into her hands after a long interval of years , and when its contents were quite forgotten , she found it altogether impossible to endure , at the age of fourscore ...
... described with some humour her own surprise , when , the book falling into her hands after a long interval of years , and when its contents were quite forgotten , she found it altogether impossible to endure , at the age of fourscore ...
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... described to have wept with laughter . † Goldsmith envied nothing so much , we are assured , as the authorship of this humourous sally ; and would gladly have exchanged for it his own most successful writings . Half sad , and half ...
... described to have wept with laughter . † Goldsmith envied nothing so much , we are assured , as the authorship of this humourous sally ; and would gladly have exchanged for it his own most successful writings . Half sad , and half ...
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... described as in the dawn , was now about to struggle into day . He had taken for his model the older English comedy . He thought Congreve's astonishing wit too exuberant for the stage ; and , for truth to nature , vivacity , life , and ...
... described as in the dawn , was now about to struggle into day . He had taken for his model the older English comedy . He thought Congreve's astonishing wit too exuberant for the stage ; and , for truth to nature , vivacity , life , and ...
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... described , exclaimed , ' Well , you acquitted yourself in this conversation better than I 66 6 should have done ; for I should have bowed and stam- " mered through the whole of it . ' " 66 66 66 6 Poor Goldsmith might have reason to be ...
... described , exclaimed , ' Well , you acquitted yourself in this conversation better than I 66 6 should have done ; for I should have bowed and stam- " mered through the whole of it . ' " 66 66 66 6 Poor Goldsmith might have reason to be ...
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Page 232 - Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot 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, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired.
Page 309 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
Page 231 - 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...
Page 413 - I have ever hated all nations, professions, and communities, and all my love is towards individuals; for instance, I hate the tribe of lawyers, but I love Counsellor Such-a-one and Judge Such-a-one; so with physicians — I will not speak of my own trade — soldiers, English, Scotch, French, and the rest. But principally I hate and detest that animal called man, although I heartily love John, Peter, Thomas, and so forth.
Page 308 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Page 233 - 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 ; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round ; Nor the coy maid, half willing to be prest, Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest.
Page 218 - No man was more foolish when he had not a pen in his hand, or more wise when he had.
Page 138 - 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.
Page 232 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Page 142 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please...