The Deserted Village: A PoemW. Griffin, 1770 - 23 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-3 מתוך 3
עמוד 3
... Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen , And defolation faddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a tillage ftints thy fmiling plain ; No more thy glaffy brook reflects the day , But choaked with ...
... Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen , And defolation faddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a tillage ftints thy fmiling plain ; No more thy glaffy brook reflects the day , But choaked with ...
עמוד 5
... Amidst thy tangling walks , and ruined grounds , And , many a year elapfed , return to view Where once the cottage ftood , the hawthorn grew , Here , as with doubtful , penfive fteps I range , Trace every scene , and wonder at the ...
... Amidst thy tangling walks , and ruined grounds , And , many a year elapfed , return to view Where once the cottage ftood , the hawthorn grew , Here , as with doubtful , penfive fteps I range , Trace every scene , and wonder at the ...
עמוד 6
... Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; My anxious day to husband near the close , And keep life's flame from wasting by repose . I still had hopes , for pride attends us still , Amidst the swains to shew my book - learned skill ...
... Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; My anxious day to husband near the close , And keep life's flame from wasting by repose . I still had hopes , for pride attends us still , Amidst the swains to shew my book - learned skill ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
againſt Amidſt thy aſk AUBURN Befide beſt bleft blifs breaſt brook buſy Careleſs chearful cheft cloſe Dear decay depopulation DESERTED VILLAGE diftant eaſe endeared fares the land faſhion fcene feats feek fhade fhore fickly fincere finks firſt fled fmile folitary fome forrow fplendours fports ftill ftood ftrength fupplied fweet gueſt harmleſs heart himſelf houſe huſband inſpired labour laſt lovelieft luxury manſion mirth muſt NOEL DOUGLAS noiſy o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paft pain paſt pauſe peaſant penfive pleaſe pleaſure pomp pride proud raiſe repoſe reſt roſe round ruftic ſcene ſchool ſeen ſeveral ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhed ſheltered ſhore ſhout ſkies ſkill ſmiling ſplendour ſpoke ſports ſpread ſpring ſpurn ſtates ſteps ſtill had hopes ſtrength ſupplied ſwain ſway ſweet thefe Theſe were thy thine Thoſe Thou thy bowers thy charms Thy glades thy green toil train uſe vacant mind wealth wept whiſpering wiſh wretched yonder
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 11 - 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.
עמוד 12 - The village master taught his little school; 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 laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
עמוד 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
עמוד 14 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
עמוד 10 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all: And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
עמוד 7 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt...
עמוד 14 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
עמוד 5 - Lived in each look, and brightened all the green, These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power.
עמוד 11 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. 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...
עמוד 18 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn; Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And...