The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Life of Goldsmith. Vicar of Wakefield. Essays, Letters |
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The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Life of Goldsmith. Vicar of Wakefield. Essays ... Oliver Goldsmith Affichage du livre entier - 1908 |
The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Life of Goldsmith. Vicar of Wakefield. Essays ... Oliver Goldsmith Affichage d'extraits - 1884 |
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Page 71 - I WAS ever of opinion that the honest man, who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
Page 366 - To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 140 - The wondering neighbors ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied: The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
Page 20 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and, as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Page 139 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel...
Page 45 - No man was more foolish when he had not a pen in his hand, or more wise when he had.