Poems by Goldsmith and ParnellW. Bulmer and Company Shakspeare Printing Office, Cleveland-Row, 1804 - 68 páginas |
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... Twas certain he could write , and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides presage , And e'en the story ran , that he could gauge : In arguing too , the parson own'd his skill , For e'en , though vanquish'd , he could argue ...
... Twas certain he could write , and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides presage , And e'en the story ran , that he could gauge : In arguing too , the parson own'd his skill , For e'en , though vanquish'd , he could argue ...
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... Twas built with turrets , on a rising ground , And strong , and large , and unimproved around ; Its owner's temper , timorous and severe , Unkind and griping , caused a desert there . As near the miser's heavy doors they drew , Fierce ...
... Twas built with turrets , on a rising ground , And strong , and large , and unimproved around ; Its owner's temper , timorous and severe , Unkind and griping , caused a desert there . As near the miser's heavy doors they drew , Fierce ...
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... walk , the pilgrim's bosom wrought With all the travail of uncertain thought : His partner's acts , without their cause , appear ; " Twas there a vice , and seem'd a madness here ; Detesting that , and pitying this , he goes , 62 THE ...
... walk , the pilgrim's bosom wrought With all the travail of uncertain thought : His partner's acts , without their cause , appear ; " Twas there a vice , and seem'd a madness here ; Detesting that , and pitying this , he goes , 62 THE ...
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... twas my ministry to deal the blow : The poor fond parent , humbled in the dust , Now owns , in tears , the punishment was just . But how had all his fortune felt a wrack , Had that false servant sped in safety back ?! This night his ...
... twas my ministry to deal the blow : The poor fond parent , humbled in the dust , Now owns , in tears , the punishment was just . But how had all his fortune felt a wrack , Had that false servant sped in safety back ?! This night his ...
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Página 26 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Página 32 - For e'en 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 31 - A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 26 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man ; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health ; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
Página 30 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Página 38 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey. And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Página 2 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good...
Página 38 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Página 36 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies.
Página 2 - Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.