The Works of Washington Irving: Oliver GoldsmithGeorge P. Putnam, 1851 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 37
Page 47
... dear mother , if you will sit down and calmly listen to what I say , you shall be fully resolved in every one of those many questions you have asked me . I went to Cork and con- verted my horse , which you prize so much higher than ...
... dear mother , if you will sit down and calmly listen to what I say , you shall be fully resolved in every one of those many questions you have asked me . I went to Cork and con- verted my horse , which you prize so much higher than ...
Page 51
... dear mother , I found sufficient to reconcile me to all my follies ; for here I spent three whole days . The counsellor had two sweet girls to his daughters , who played en- chantingly on the harpsichord ; and yet it was but a ...
... dear mother , I found sufficient to reconcile me to all my follies ; for here I spent three whole days . The counsellor had two sweet girls to his daughters , who played en- chantingly on the harpsichord ; and yet it was but a ...
Page 58
... dear Bob , " Edinburgh , September 26th , 1753 . " How many good excuses ( and you know I was ever good at an excuse ) might I call up to vindicate my past shameful silence . I might tell how I wrote a long letter on my first coming ...
... dear Bob , " Edinburgh , September 26th , 1753 . " How many good excuses ( and you know I was ever good at an excuse ) might I call up to vindicate my past shameful silence . I might tell how I wrote a long letter on my first coming ...
Page 61
... dear Bob such blessings , while I may sit down and laugh at the world and at myself — the most ridiculous object in it . But you see I am grown downright splenetic , and perhaps the fit may continue till I receive an answer to this . I ...
... dear Bob such blessings , while I may sit down and laugh at the world and at myself — the most ridiculous object in it . But you see I am grown downright splenetic , and perhaps the fit may continue till I receive an answer to this . I ...
Page 64
... dear Sir , let me here acknowledge the humility of the station in which you found me ; let me tell how I was despised by most , and hateful to myself . Poverty , hopeless poverty , was I my lot , and Melancholy was beginning to make me ...
... dear Sir , let me here acknowledge the humility of the station in which you found me ; let me tell how I was despised by most , and hateful to myself . Poverty , hopeless poverty , was I my lot , and Melancholy was beginning to make me ...
Contents
17 | |
30 | |
45 | |
53 | |
66 | |
77 | |
84 | |
97 | |
212 | |
218 | |
229 | |
238 | |
245 | |
253 | |
264 | |
269 | |
124 | |
132 | |
139 | |
147 | |
165 | |
174 | |
183 | |
190 | |
195 | |
202 | |
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
acquaintance admiration amusing anecdote appeared Ballymahon Beauclerc beautiful Bennet Langton bookseller Boswell brother Henry Burke CHAPTER character club Colman comedy companion conversation Cradock David Garrick dear delighted dinner doctor fame feeling fortune Francis Newbery friends Garrick gave genius gentleman give Gold Good-natured Green Arbor guinea heart heedless History honor Horneck humor Ireland Irish Jessamy Bride Johnson kind lady Langton laugh learned letter Lissoy literary London Lord Lord Charlemont manner merits mind nature never Newbery Northumberland House occasion OLIVER GOLDSMITH person picture play poem poet poetical poetry poor Goldsmith pounds poverty present purse replied river Inny says Sir Joshua Reynolds society soon spirit Stoops to Conquer talent talk Temple thing thought tion told took town Traveller uncle Contarine Vicar of Wakefield Village whimsical William Filby writings
Popular passages
Page 249 - ... bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 223 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray. The service past, around the pious man, With steady zeal, each honest rustic ran; E'en children follow'd, with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile...
Page 249 - 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 250 - Sinks to the grave with unperceived decay, While Resignation gently slopes the way; And, all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.
Page 23 - 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 learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Page 161 - 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.
Page 21 - More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train...
Page 122 - HERE lies poor Ned Purdon, from misery freed, Who long was a bookseller's hack; He led such a damnable life in this world, I don't think he'll wish to come back.
Page 288 - Lusiad," and I, went to visit him at this place a few days afterwards. He was not at home ; but having a curiosity to see his apartment, we went in, and found curious scraps of descriptions of animals, scrawled upon the wall with a black lead pencil.
Page 234 - Goldsmith's abridgement is better than that of Lucius Florus or Eutropius ; and I will venture to say, that if you compare him with Vertot, in the same places of the Roman History, you will find that he excels Vertot. Sir, he has the art of compiling, and of saying every thing he has to say in a pleasing manner. He is now writing a Natural History, and will make it as entertaining as a Persian Tale.