The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Including a Variety of Pieces Now First Collected, כרך 3

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עמוד 150 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
עמוד 53 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay ; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they ; "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
עמוד 19 - I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population.
עמוד 75 - I have laid it all out in a bargain, and here it is," pulling out a bundle from his breast; "here they are: a gross of green spectacles with silver rims and shagreen cases.
עמוד 35 - I gave laws, was regulated in the following manner : By sunrise we all assembled in our common apartment, the fire being previously kindled by the servant ; after we had saluted each other with proper ceremony, (for I always thought fit to keep up some mechanical forms of good breeding, without which, freedom ever destroys friendship,) we all bent in gratitude to that Being who gave us another day.
עמוד 129 - I passed among the harmless peasants of Flanders, and among such of the French as were poor enough to be very merry ; for I ever found them sprightly in proportion to their wants. Whenever I approached a peasant's house towards night-fall, I played one of my most merry tunes, and that procured me not only a lodging, but subsistence for the next day.
עמוד 100 - The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
עמוד 131 - However, my skill in music could avail me nothing in a country where every peasant was a better musician than I : but by this time I had acquired another talent, which answered my purpose as well, and this was a skill in disputation. In all the foreign universities and convents there are, upon certain days, philosophical theses maintained against every adventitious disputant ; for which, if the champion opposes with any dexterity, he can claim a gratuity in money, a dinner, and a bed for one night.
עמוד 56 - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restor'd to love and thee. ' Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? ' No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true : The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's...
עמוד xi - The admirable ease and grace of the narrative, as well as the pleasing truth with which the principal characters are designed, make the ' Vicar of Wakefield ' one of the most delicious morsels of fictitious composition on which the human mind was ever employed.

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