Goldsmith's The Vicar of WakefieldAmerican Book Company, 1911 - 224 pages |
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... happy - go - lucky creature , ever ready for an idle hour and game and song ; morbidly sensitive concern- ing his ugly face and uncouth figure ; working by fits and starts— no turnspit dog ever gets up to his wheel with more reluctance ...
... happy - go - lucky creature , ever ready for an idle hour and game and song ; morbidly sensitive concern- ing his ugly face and uncouth figure ; working by fits and starts— no turnspit dog ever gets up to his wheel with more reluctance ...
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... happy , friends about us , - for this remark will hold good through life , that the poorer the guest , the better pleased he ever is with being treated , —and as some men gaze with admiration at the colors of a tulip or the wings of a ...
... happy , friends about us , - for this remark will hold good through life , that the poorer the guest , the better pleased he ever is with being treated , —and as some men gaze with admiration at the colors of a tulip or the wings of a ...
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... happy few . Some of my friends called this my weak side ; but alas ! they had not , like me , made it the subject of long contemplation . The more I reflected upon it the more important it appeared . I even went a step beyond Whiston in ...
... happy few . Some of my friends called this my weak side ; but alas ! they had not , like me , made it the subject of long contemplation . The more I reflected upon it the more important it appeared . I even went a step beyond Whiston in ...
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Oliver Goldsmith Alexander Frederick Hansen. experience that the days of courtship are the most happy of our lives , I was willing enough to lengthen the period ; and the vari- ous amusements which the young couple every day shared in ...
Oliver Goldsmith Alexander Frederick Hansen. experience that the days of courtship are the most happy of our lives , I was willing enough to lengthen the period ; and the vari- ous amusements which the young couple every day shared in ...
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... happy . The poor live pleasantly without our help ; why , then , should we not learn to live without theirs ? No , my children , let us from this moment give up all pretensions to gentility ; we have still enough left for happiness , if ...
... happy . The poor live pleasantly without our help ; why , then , should we not learn to live without theirs ? No , my children , let us from this moment give up all pretensions to gentility ; we have still enough left for happiness , if ...
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Page 56 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. "For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow, Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And, though my portion is but scant, I give it with good-will.
Page 223 - 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.
Page 132 - 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.
Page 16 - Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can; An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. As an actor, confessed without rival to shine : As a wit, if not first, in the very first line : Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings, a dupe to his art.
Page 108 - This person was no other than the philanthropic bookseller in St. Paul's Churchyard, who has written so many little books for children : he called himself their friend; but he was the friend of all mankind. He was no sooner alighted, but he was in haste to be gone; for he was ever on business of the utmost importance, and was at that time actually compiling materials for the history of on
Page 54 - I have just passed part of this summer at an old romantic seat of my Lord Harcourt's, which he lent me. It overlooks a common field, where, under the shade of a haycock, sat two lovers, as constant as ever were found in Romance, beneath a spreading beech. The name of the one (let it sound as it will) was John Hewet ; of the other, Sarah Drew. John was a well-set man about five and twenty, Sarah a brown woman of eighteen.
Page 54 - It was but this very morning that he had obtained her parents' consent, and it was but till the next week that they were to wait to be happy. Perhaps this very day, in the intervals of their work, they were talking of their...
Page 76 - We all followed him several paces from the door, bawling after him, Good luck! good luck!
Page 17 - OF OLIVER GOLDSMITH— A Poet, Naturalist, and Historian, Who left scarcely any style of writing untouched, And touched nothing that he did not adorn...
Page 55 - The labourers, all solicitous for each other's safety, called to one another : those that were nearest our lovers, hearing no answer, stepped to the place where they lay : they first saw a little smoke, and after, this faithful pair; — John, with one arm about his Sarah's neck, and the other held over her face, as if to screen her from the lightning. They were struck dead, and already grown stiff and cold in this tender posture. There was no mark or discolouring on their bodies, only that Sarah's...