The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 2Oliver Goldsmith William Griffin, 1767 - 12 páginas |
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Página 97
... less infpire my conduct than my fong ; Teach my best reafon , reafon ; my best will Teach rectitude ; and fix my firm refolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance , pour'd On this devoted head ...
... less infpire my conduct than my fong ; Teach my best reafon , reafon ; my best will Teach rectitude ; and fix my firm refolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance , pour'd On this devoted head ...
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... refentment four'd , With rage invenom'd rife against our peace . Beware what earth calls happiness ; beware All joys , but joys that never can expire . Whe Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond 106 THE BEAUTIES OF.
... refentment four'd , With rage invenom'd rife against our peace . Beware what earth calls happiness ; beware All joys , but joys that never can expire . Whe Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond 106 THE BEAUTIES OF.
Página 107
Oliver Goldsmith. Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine dy'd with thee , Philander ! thy laft figh Diffolv'd the charm ; the difinchanted earth Loft all her luftre . Where her ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine dy'd with thee , Philander ! thy laft figh Diffolv'd the charm ; the difinchanted earth Loft all her luftre . Where her ...
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... alarm ? Warning , far less than that of bofom torn From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should not each dial ftrike us as we pass , Portentous , Portentous , as the written wall , which ftruck , 124 THE BEAUTIES OF.
... alarm ? Warning , far less than that of bofom torn From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should not each dial ftrike us as we pass , Portentous , Portentous , as the written wall , which ftruck , 124 THE BEAUTIES OF.
Página 139
... he throws his eyes Above the man by three defcents less wife ? If virtues at his noble hand you crave , You bid him raise his fathers from the grave , Men Men fhould prefs forward in Fame's glorious chace , Nobles ENGLISH POES Y. 139.
... he throws his eyes Above the man by three defcents less wife ? If virtues at his noble hand you crave , You bid him raise his fathers from the grave , Men Men fhould prefs forward in Fame's glorious chace , Nobles ENGLISH POES Y. 139.
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Passagens conhecidas
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.