Life and Adventures of Oliver Goldsmith1848 |
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... Perhaps not so frequently as the earnest biographer imagined . Much depends on what we look to for our benefit , much on what we follow as the way to happiness . It may not be for the one , and may have led us far out of the way of the ...
... Perhaps not so frequently as the earnest biographer imagined . Much depends on what we look to for our benefit , much on what we follow as the way to happiness . It may not be for the one , and may have led us far out of the way of the ...
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... perhaps never living creature in this world was , without his consolations : he could sing a song well , and , at a new insult or outrage , could blow off excitement through his flute with a kind of desperate ' mechanical vehemence ...
... perhaps never living creature in this world was , without his consolations : he could sing a song well , and , at a new insult or outrage , could blow off excitement through his flute with a kind of desperate ' mechanical vehemence ...
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... perhaps Bryanton and Beatty , not one owner of the names recounted put himself in friendly relation with the sizar , to elevate , assist , or cheer him . Richard Malone , afterwards Lord Sunderlin ; Bernard , Marlay , and Stopford ...
... perhaps Bryanton and Beatty , not one owner of the names recounted put himself in friendly relation with the sizar , to elevate , assist , or cheer him . Richard Malone , afterwards Lord Sunderlin ; Bernard , Marlay , and Stopford ...
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... perhaps , the beggar's audience at first ; more thronging , eager , and delighted , when he shouted the newly - gotten ware . Cracked enough his ballad - singing tones , I dare say ; but harsh , discord- ant , loud or low , the sweetest ...
... perhaps , the beggar's audience at first ; more thronging , eager , and delighted , when he shouted the newly - gotten ware . Cracked enough his ballad - singing tones , I dare say ; but harsh , discord- ant , loud or low , the sweetest ...
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... perhaps he muttered , as he turned with a lighter heart to his dull home . It is said to have been a rare Occurrence when the five shillings of the Rein Deer Repository reached home along with him . It was the most likely , when he was ...
... perhaps he muttered , as he turned with a lighter heart to his dull home . It is said to have been a rare Occurrence when the five shillings of the Rein Deer Repository reached home along with him . It was the most likely , when he was ...
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Page 184 - Seven years, my lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour.
Page 185 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
Page 535 - While broken tea-cups, wisely kept for show, Ranged o'er the chimney, glistened in a row. Vain transitory splendours! could not all Reprieve the tottering mansion from its fall? Obscure it sinks, nor shall it more impart An hour's importance to the poor man's heart. Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care...
Page 468 - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain ; The long-remember'd beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims allow'd...
Page 184 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
Page 579 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat, To persuade Tommy Townshend ' to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit ; For a patriot, too cool; for a drudge, disobedient, And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
Page 537 - 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!
Page 305 - I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of Madeira and a glass before him. I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me.
Page 65 - I had rather be an under-turnkey in Newgate. I was up early and late ; I was browbeat by the master, hated for my ugly face by the mistress, worried by the boys...
Page 54 - 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.