The Beauties of English Poesy, Volumen2Oliver Goldsmith William Griffin, 1767 - 12 páginas |
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... Nor wanted hope to gain the prize , Cou'd ladies look within ; But one Sir Topaz drefs'd with art , And , if a fhape cou'd win a heart , He had a shape to win . B 3 Edwin Edwin , if right I read my fong , With ENGLISH POES Y. 5.
... Nor wanted hope to gain the prize , Cou'd ladies look within ; But one Sir Topaz drefs'd with art , And , if a fhape cou'd win a heart , He had a shape to win . B 3 Edwin Edwin , if right I read my fong , With ENGLISH POES Y. 5.
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Oliver Goldsmith. Edwin , if right I read my fong , With flighted paffion pac'd along All in the moony light ; " Twas near an old inchanted court , Where sportive fairies made refort , To revel out the night . His heart was drear , his ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Edwin , if right I read my fong , With flighted paffion pac'd along All in the moony light ; " Twas near an old inchanted court , Where sportive fairies made refort , To revel out the night . His heart was drear , his ...
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... Who led the rural life in all its joy And elegance , fuch as Arcadian fong Tranfmits from ancient uncorrupted times ; When tyrant custom had not shackled Man , But But free to follow Nature was the mode . He 14 THE BEAUTIES OF.
... Who led the rural life in all its joy And elegance , fuch as Arcadian fong Tranfmits from ancient uncorrupted times ; When tyrant custom had not shackled Man , But But free to follow Nature was the mode . He 14 THE BEAUTIES OF.
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... fong her charm'd attention drew , When now the tempters flood in view ; Curiofity , with prying eyes , And hands of bufy , bold emprise ; Like Hermes , feather'd were her feet , And , like fore - running fancy , fleet , By By fearch ...
... fong her charm'd attention drew , When now the tempters flood in view ; Curiofity , with prying eyes , And hands of bufy , bold emprise ; Like Hermes , feather'd were her feet , And , like fore - running fancy , fleet , By By fearch ...
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... fong , My lyre be broken , and untun'd my tongue . My grief be doubled from thy image free , And mirth a torment , unchaftis'd by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy ifles alone , Sad luxury ! to vulgar minds unknown , Along the walls ...
... fong , My lyre be broken , and untun'd my tongue . My grief be doubled from thy image free , And mirth a torment , unchaftis'd by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy ifles alone , Sad luxury ! to vulgar minds unknown , Along the walls ...
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Página 109 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Página 97 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Página 132 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
Página 108 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Página 108 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, For ever on the brink of being born.' All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
Página 146 - I fed on the smiles of my dear ? They tell me, my favourite maid, The pride of that valley, is flown ; Alas ! where with her I have stray'd I could wander with pleasure, alone.
Página 238 - To master John the English maid A hornbook gives of gingerbread; And, that the child may learn the better, As he can name, he eats the letter.
Página 129 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Página 80 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught and led the way to heaven...
Página 133 - Through nature's wreck, through vanquisht agonies, (Like the stars struggling through this midnight gloom) What gleams of joy ? what more than human peace ? Where, the frail mortal ? the poor abject worm ? No, not in death, the Mortal to be found. His conduct is a legacy for All. Richer than Mammon's for his single heir. His comforters he comforts ; Great in ruin, With unreluctant grandeur, gives, not yields His soul sublime ; and closes with his fate.