Oliver Goldsmith: A BiographyG.P. Putnam, 1849 - 382 pages This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. |
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... perhaps the fit may continue till I receive an answer to this . I know you cannot send me much news from Ballymahon , but such as it is , send it all ; every thing you send will be agreeable to me . " Has George Conway put up a sign yet ...
... perhaps the fit may continue till I receive an answer to this . I know you cannot send me much news from Ballymahon , but such as it is , send it all ; every thing you send will be agreeable to me . " Has George Conway put up a sign yet ...
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... perhaps , happy disposition which takes no care for to - morrow , he continued his travels for a long time in spite of innumerable pri- vations . " In his amusing narrative of the adventures of a Philosophic Vagabond " in the " Vicar of ...
... perhaps , happy disposition which takes no care for to - morrow , he continued his travels for a long time in spite of innumerable pri- vations . " In his amusing narrative of the adventures of a Philosophic Vagabond " in the " Vicar of ...
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... Perhaps now , lying at the doors of their betrayers , they sue to wretches whose hearts are insensible , or debauchees who may curse , but will not relieve them . " Why , why was I born a man , and yet see the sufferings of wretches I ...
... Perhaps now , lying at the doors of their betrayers , they sue to wretches whose hearts are insensible , or debauchees who may curse , but will not relieve them . " Why , why was I born a man , and yet see the sufferings of wretches I ...
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... perhaps , to sleep in the same bed with the French teacher , who disturbs him for an hour every night in papering and filleting his hair , and stinks worse than a carrion with his rancid pomatums , when he lays his head beside him on ...
... perhaps , to sleep in the same bed with the French teacher , who disturbs him for an hour every night in papering and filleting his hair , and stinks worse than a carrion with his rancid pomatums , when he lays his head beside him on ...
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... perhaps , be imagined a combination more prejudicial to taste than this . It is the inter- est of the one to allow as little for writing , and for the other to write as much as possible ; accordingly , tedious compilations and ...
... perhaps , be imagined a combination more prejudicial to taste than this . It is the inter- est of the one to allow as little for writing , and for the other to write as much as possible ; accordingly , tedious compilations and ...
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Page xi - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Page xi - Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 32 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.
Page 237 - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Page 148 - I was dressed, and found that his landlady had arrested him for his rent, at which he was in a violent passion. I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of Madeira and a glass before him.
Page xiii - For, e'en though vanquished, he could argue still, While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Page 167 - 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 171 - Yet, notwithstanding this weight of authority, and the universal practice of former ages, a new species of dramatic composition has been introduced under the name of sentimental comedy, in which the virtues of private life are exhibited, rather than the vices exposed; and the distresses, rather than the faults of mankind, make our interest in the piece.
Page 237 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 356 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, .He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland; Still bom to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...