| Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - 446 pages
...may hiss. "This day, the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, "begg'da cobbler's vote." "This night, our wit," the pert apprentice cries, "Lies at my feet — I hiss him, and he dies." The great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing tribe: The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - Irish literature - 1851 - 476 pages
...may hiss. ' This day, the powder'd curls and golden coat/ Says swelling Crispin, ' begg'da cobbler's vote." ' This night our wit,' the pert apprentice cries, ' Lies at my feet — I hiss him, and he dies." The great, 'tis true, can charm th" electing tribe: The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 500 pages
..." This day the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, " begg'da cobbler's vole." " This night, our wit," the pert apprentice cries, " Lies at my feet — I hiss him, and he dies." The great, 'tis true, can charm the electing tribe ; The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1855 - 272 pages
...hiss. 20 ' This day the powder'd curls and golden coat,' Says swelling Crispin, ' begg'da cobbler's vote ; ' ' This night our wit/ the pert apprentice cries, ' Lies at my feet ; I hiss him, and he dies.' The great, 'tis true, can charm the electing tribe, The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1855 - 276 pages
...hiss. 20 ' This day the powder'd curls and golden coat/ Says swelling Crispin, ' begg'da cobbler's vote ; ' ' This night our wit,' the pert apprentice cries, ' Lies at my feet ; I hiss him, and he dies.' The great, 'tis true, can charm the electing tribe, The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1855 - 582 pages
...may hiss. ' This day, the powder'd curls and golden coat,' Says swelling Crispin, ' begg'da cobbler's vote.' ' This night our wit,' the pert apprentice cries, ' Lies at my feet — I hiss him, and be dies.' The great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing tribe : The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1856 - 448 pages
...hate may hiss. This day the powder'd curls and golden coat, Says swelling Crispin, begg'da cobler's vote. This night our wit, the pert apprentice cries, Lies at my feet : I hiss him, and he dies. The great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing tribe ; The bard may supplicate,... | |
| James Beattie, Oliver Goldsmith - Gift books - 1864 - 536 pages
...may hiss. " This day the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, " begg'da cobbler's vote ! " " This night our wit," the pert apprentice cries, " Lies at my feet : I hiss him, and he dies ! " The great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing tribe ; Yet, judged by those... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith, Henry William Dulcken - English poetry - 1865 - 410 pages
...may hiss. " This day the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, "begged a cobbler's vote!" " This night our wit " the pert apprentice cries, " Lies at my feet : I hiss him, and he dies !" The great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing tribe ; The bard may supplicate,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1869 - 1502 pages
...may hiss. "This day the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, "begg'da cobbler's vote." " This night our wit," the pert apprentice cries, " Lies at my feet — I hiss him, and he dies." The great, tis true, can charm the electing tribe ; The bard may supplicate,... | |
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