The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Biographies. Reviews. Animated Nature. Cock Lane ghost. Vida's game of chess. Letters. IndexLittle, Brown, 1854 - 1 halaman |
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... delight ; and I think it gave me as much when I read it over about a year or two ago . " -POPE , 1743-44 , Spence , by Singer , p . 297 . And all the learn'd , and all the shepherds throng SPENSER'S FAERIE QUEENE . 203.
... delight ; and I think it gave me as much when I read it over about a year or two ago . " -POPE , 1743-44 , Spence , by Singer , p . 297 . And all the learn'd , and all the shepherds throng SPENSER'S FAERIE QUEENE . 203.
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acquaintance admiration amusement appear BALLYMAHON Bath beauty Bolingbroke called Cardinal Fleury character Cicero criticism DAVID GARRICK dear distress endeavoured England English Epigoni fame father favour fond fortune French frequently friends gamester genius gentleman ghost give guineas hand happy honour imagination King labour lady language learning letter lived London Lord Lord Bolingbroke Lucretius Madame Mandane manner merit mighty hand mind Nash nature never obliged observe occasion OLIVER GOLDSMITH once Ovid pain Parnell passion performance perhaps person play pleased pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pope possessed present Pretender Prince proper published Queen reader reason received resolved RICHARD NASH scarcely Scotland Scythian seems soon spirit sublime things Thomas Parnell thought translation trifling Tunbridge verse virtue Voltaire Whigs whole write young
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Halaman 318 - On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Halaman 318 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Halaman 226 - Of all men, Goldsmith is the most unfit to go out upon such an inquiry ; for he is utterly ignorant of such arts as we already possess, and consequently could not know what would be accessions to our present stock of mechanical knowledge. Sir, he would bring home a grinding barrow, which you see in every street in London, and think that he had furnished a wonderful improvement.
Halaman 318 - King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay.
Halaman 178 - Signed, sealed, published, and declared, by the said testator, as and for his last will and testament, in the presence of OLIVER PRICE.
Halaman 275 - Whatever is fitted in any sort to excite the ideas of pain and danger, that is to say, whatever is in any sort terrible, or is conversant about terrible objects, or operates in a manner analogous to terror, is a source of the sublime; that is, it is productive of the strongest emotion which the mind is capable of feeling.
Halaman 86 - This picture, placed these busts between, Gives satire all its strength : Wisdom and Wit are little seen, But Folly at full length.
Halaman 222 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Halaman 141 - ... antiquated words and phrases, but have indulged themselves in the most licentious transpositions, and the harshest constructions, vainly imagining that the more their writings are unlike prose the more they resemble poetry; they have adopted a language of their own, and call upon mankind for admiration. All those who do not understand them are silent, and those who make out their meaning are willing to praise, to show they understand.
Halaman 418 - Above all things, let him never touch a romance or novel ; these paint beauty in colours more charming than nature, and describe happiness that man never tastes. How delusive, how destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss ! They teach the youthful mind to sigh after beauty and happiness which never existed ; to despise the little good which fortune has mixed in our cup, by expecting more than she ever gave...