Oliver Goldsmith: A BiographyPutnam, 1854 - 382 pages |
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... 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 ...
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... 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 ...
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... DEAR BOв , 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 BOв , 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 ...
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... 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 ...
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... 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 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 my lot , and Melancholy was beginning to make me ...
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Page 247 - ... 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 42 - 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 159 - 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. I looked into it, and saw its merit; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill.
Page 247 - 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 71 - I had some knowledge of music, with a tolerable voice, and now turned what was once my amusement into a present means of subsistence. I passed among the harmless peasants of Flanders, and among such of the French as were poor enough to be very merry; for I ever found them sprightly in proportion to their wants. Whenever I approached a peasant's house, towards night-fall, I played one of my most merry tunes, and that procured me not only a lodging, but subsistence for the next day.
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 288 - Mr. Mickle, the translator of The 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 21 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned 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 118 - The reasons you have given me for breeding up your son as a scholar are judicious and convincing; I should, however, be glad to know for what particular profession he is designed. If he be assiduous and divested of strong passions (for passions in youth always lead to pleasure), he may do very well in your college; for it must be owned that the industrious poor have good encouragement there, perhaps better than in any other in Europe. But if he has ambition, strong passions, and an exquisite sensibility...
Page 308 - But consider their case, . . it may yet be your own ! And see how they kneel ! Is your heart made of stone ? This moves : . . so at last I agree to relent, For ten pounds in hand, and ten pounds to be spent.' " I challenge you all to answer this : I tell you, you cannot. It cuts deep. But now for the rest of the letter : and next — but I want room — so I believe I shall battle the rest out at Barton some day next week. — I don't value you all !