...Goldsmith's The Traveller and The Deserted Village, and Gray's Elegy in a Country ChurchyardD. C. Heath & Company, 1909 - 88 páginas |
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... soul , each wandering hope at rest , May gather bliss to see my fellows blest . But where to find that happiest spot below Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that ...
... soul , each wandering hope at rest , May gather bliss to see my fellows blest . But where to find that happiest spot below Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that ...
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... soul ; While low delights , succeeding fast behind , In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes where Cæsars once bore sway , Defaced by time and tottering in decay , 160 There in the ruin , heedless of the dead , The ...
... soul ; While low delights , succeeding fast behind , In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes where Cæsars once bore sway , Defaced by time and tottering in decay , 160 There in the ruin , heedless of the dead , The ...
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... soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native ...
... soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native ...
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... soul to flame , Catch every nerve and vibrate through the frame . Their level life is but a smouldering fire , Unquenched by want , unfanned by strong desire ; Unfit for raptures , or , if raptures cheer On some high festival of once a ...
... soul to flame , Catch every nerve and vibrate through the frame . Their level life is but a smouldering fire , Unquenched by want , unfanned by strong desire ; Unfit for raptures , or , if raptures cheer On some high festival of once a ...
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... For praise too dearly loved , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all internal strength of thought , And the weak soul within itself unblest , 270 Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation THE TRAVELLER 13.
... For praise too dearly loved , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all internal strength of thought , And the weak soul within itself unblest , 270 Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation THE TRAVELLER 13.
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Goldsmith's The Traveller, and The Deserted Village: Gray's Elegy and Other ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualização integral - 1914 |
Goldsmith's The Traveller, and The Deserted Village: Gray's Elegy and Other ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualização integral - 1919 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Amidst beauty beneath blessed bliss boast bowers breast British Poets brother Byrne century charms cheerful classical school climes cottage COUNTRY CHURCHYARD dear Deserted Village diction E'en edition Eighteenth eighteenth-century ELEGY WRITTEN English Literature Eton College fame figure of speech fire flies fond freedom grace grave Gray's happiness heart distrusting History of England Homes and Haunts Horace Walpole HOWITT Italy Johnson land Latin lawn learned Lissoy Literary Club looks luxury mansion means Milton mind native Nature o'er Oliver Goldsmith pain paths of glory Pembroke Hall picture plain pleasure poem poet's poetic poetry pomp poor pride reign rhyme rich romantic school round seen Sir Joshua Reynolds smiling solitary soul spirit spread stanza Stoke-Pogis Stoops to Conquer swain sway Sweet Auburn Thomas Gray thou thought toil Traveller verse Vicar of Wakefield wandering WASHINGTON IRVING wealth wish word
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Página 29 - 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.
Página 9 - Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Página 27 - The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung, The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school , The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Página 30 - 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, Where graybeard mirth and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talked with looks profound, And news much older than their ale went round.
Página 28 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Página 78 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 29 - For even though vanquished he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Página 26 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last.
Página 76 - How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 32 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...