The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith ...J. Johnson, G. and J. Robinson, W. J. and J. Richardson, 1801 - English literature |
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... Sure I am born to ill fortune to be fo much a debtor and unable to repay . But to say no more of this : too many profeffions of gratitude are often confidered as indirect petitions for future favours ; let me only add , that my not ...
... Sure I am born to ill fortune to be fo much a debtor and unable to repay . But to say no more of this : too many profeffions of gratitude are often confidered as indirect petitions for future favours ; let me only add , that my not ...
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... sure that we have mentioned the pre- ceding publications in their regular order , and have doubtlefs omitted many fimilar pieces , as well as occafional contributions to periodical works . 99 But his admirable poem , " The Deserted ...
... sure that we have mentioned the pre- ceding publications in their regular order , and have doubtlefs omitted many fimilar pieces , as well as occafional contributions to periodical works . 99 But his admirable poem , " The Deserted ...
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... Sure , father , " cried Mofes , " you are too fe- " vere in this ; for Heaven will never arraign him " for what he thinks , but for what he does . Every 6 · 66 man “ man has a thousand vicious thoughts , which arife THE VICAR OF ...
... Sure , father , " cried Mofes , " you are too fe- " vere in this ; for Heaven will never arraign him " for what he thinks , but for what he does . Every 6 · 66 man “ man has a thousand vicious thoughts , which arife THE VICAR OF ...
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... Sure , madam , ' cried he , this is but delufion ! I can never have merited this ! To be bleffed thus is to be too happy . ' 6 • No , Sir , ' replied the , I have been deceived , bafely deceived , elfe nothing could have ever made me ...
... Sure , madam , ' cried he , this is but delufion ! I can never have merited this ! To be bleffed thus is to be too happy . ' 6 • No , Sir , ' replied the , I have been deceived , bafely deceived , elfe nothing could have ever made me ...
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... Sure this is more than I could ever have prefumed to hope for . To be poffeffed of all that's good , and after fuch an interval of pain ! My warmeft wifhes could never rife fo high ! ' < < 0 2 " . Yes , " · 6 < • Yes , my George , THE ...
... Sure this is more than I could ever have prefumed to hope for . To be poffeffed of all that's good , and after fuch an interval of pain ! My warmeft wifhes could never rife fo high ! ' < < 0 2 " . Yes , " · 6 < • Yes , my George , THE ...
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Page 142 - 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.
Page 39 - A wretch forlorn," she cried; "Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside. " But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray ; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.
Page 87 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Page 17 - My house consisted of but one story, and was covered with thatch, which gave it an air of great snugness ; the walls on the inside were nicely whitewashed, and my daughters undertook to adorn them with pictures of their own designing. Though the same room served us for parlour and kitchen, that only made it the warmer.
Page 18 - The little republic to which I gave laws was regulated in the following manner: By sunrise we all assembled in our common apartment, the fire being previously kindled by the servant. After we had saluted each other with proper ceremony — for I always thought fit to keep up some mechanical forms of good breeding, without which freedom ever destroys friendship — we all bent in gratitude to that Being who gave us another day.
Page 61 - no more silver than your saucepan." "And so," returned she, "we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases ! A murrain take such trumpery. The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better." " There, my dear," cried I, "you are wrong; he should not have known them at all.
Page 36 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 59 - We all followed him several paces from the door, bawling after him, Good luck! good luck!
Page 24 - Scotch gentleman told me, (and, faith, I believe he was right) that I was a very great pedant for my pains.
Page 109 - Sir, had he shown it to any one friend, he would not have been allowed to publish it. He has, indeed, done it very well ; but it is a foolish thing well done. I suppose he has been so much elated with the success of his new comedy, that he has thought every thing that concerned him must be of importance to the public.