The Traveller, the Deserted Village, and Other PoemsJ. Sharpe, 1822 - 154 עמודים |
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עמוד 102
... honest sort , And crown his cup with priestly Port . Now fill the glass with gay Champagne , And frisk it in a livelier strain ; Quick , quick , the sparkling nectar quaff , Drink it , dear Garrick ! -drink and laugh ! Pour forth to ...
... honest sort , And crown his cup with priestly Port . Now fill the glass with gay Champagne , And frisk it in a livelier strain ; Quick , quick , the sparkling nectar quaff , Drink it , dear Garrick ! -drink and laugh ! Pour forth to ...
עמוד 103
... honest sticker , So take your glass , and choose your liquor : Wilt have it steep'd in Alpine snows , Or damask'd at Silenus ' nose ? With Wakefield's vicar sip your tea , Or to Thalia drink with me ? And , Doctor , I would have you ...
... honest sticker , So take your glass , and choose your liquor : Wilt have it steep'd in Alpine snows , Or damask'd at Silenus ' nose ? With Wakefield's vicar sip your tea , Or to Thalia drink with me ? And , Doctor , I would have you ...
עמוד 111
... honest brute At law his neighbour prosecute ; Bring action for assault and battery , Or friend beguile with lies and flattery ? O'er plains they ramble unconfined , No politics disturb their mind ; They eat their meals , and take their ...
... honest brute At law his neighbour prosecute ; Bring action for assault and battery , Or friend beguile with lies and flattery ? O'er plains they ramble unconfined , No politics disturb their mind ; They eat their meals , and take their ...
עמוד 112
Oliver Goldsmith. Are known to honest quadrupeds ; No single brute his fellows leads ; Brutes never meet in bloody fray , Nor cut each other's throats for pay . Of beasts , it is confess'd , the ape Comes nearest us in human shape , Like ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Are known to honest quadrupeds ; No single brute his fellows leads ; Brutes never meet in bloody fray , Nor cut each other's throats for pay . Of beasts , it is confess'd , the ape Comes nearest us in human shape , Like ...
עמוד 136
... power , and unappal'd by fear , With honest thrift I held my honour dear : But this vile hour disperses all my store , And all my hoard of honour is no more ; For , ah ! too partial to my life's decline 136 Prologues and Epilogues 136-152.
... power , and unappal'd by fear , With honest thrift I held my honour dear : But this vile hour disperses all my store , And all my hoard of honour is no more ; For , ah ! too partial to my life's decline 136 Prologues and Epilogues 136-152.
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Amidst ballad bards beauty Bishop of Dromore bless'd blessings bliss bookseller bowers breast brother BULKLEY Burke charms cheerful climes confess'd Covent Garden cried dance David Garrick dear DESERTED VILLAGE DRAWN BY RICHARD e'en Epilogue eyes fame flies follow'd fond Garrick genius gentle heart heaven hermit honest honour JOHN SHARPE Johnson keep a corner land Lishoy lord luxury mind mirth MISS CATLEY native ne'er never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once pass'd passion pasty patriot pensive perhaps PICCADILLY pity pleased pleasure poem poet poet's poor praise pride PUBLISHED BY JOHN racter Richard Westall rise round scene shore sigh sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies smiling sorrow soul spread STOOPS TO CONQUER stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tale thee There's thine thou toil TRAVELLER turn twas venison VICAR OF WAKEFIELD wealth Whitefoord wish'd wretch
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עמוד 48 - 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 47 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please — How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
עמוד 65 - And steady loyalty and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found' st me poor at first and keep'st me so...
עמוד 48 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown By holding out to tire each other down; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter tittered round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
עמוד 64 - Return'd and wept, and still return'd to weep. The good old sire, the first prepared to go To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe; But for himself in conscious virtue brave, He only wished for worlds beyond the grave.
עמוד 23 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care; 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.
עמוד 32 - To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward, methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidst the wat'ry roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore.
עמוד 56 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd 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 65 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness, are there; And piety with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love.
עמוד 96 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.