Goldsmith's The Deserted Village: The Traveller; Gray's Elegy in a Country ChurchyardGinn and Company, 1916 - 86 strani |
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... bold peasantry , their country's pride , When once destroyed , can never be supplied . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintained its man ; 55 For him light labour spread her wholesome store , Just.
... bold peasantry , their country's pride , When once destroyed , can never be supplied . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintained its man ; 55 For him light labour spread her wholesome store , Just.
Stran 3
... pride . These gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom , Those calm desires that asked but little room , Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene , Lived in each look , and brightened all the green ; And rural mirth and ...
... pride . These gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom , Those calm desires that asked but little room , Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene , Lived in each look , and brightened all the green ; And rural mirth and ...
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... pride , And even his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call , 165 He watched and wept , he prayed and felt for all ; And , as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new - fledged offspring to the ...
... pride , And even his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call , 165 He watched and wept , he prayed and felt for all ; And , as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new - fledged offspring to the ...
Stran 9
... pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake , his park's extended bounds , Space for his horses , equipage , and hounds : 275 The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth , THE DESERTED VILLAGE 9.
... pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake , his park's extended bounds , Space for his horses , equipage , and hounds : 275 The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth , THE DESERTED VILLAGE 9.
Stran 10
... pride ? If to some common's fenceless limits strayed He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade , Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide , And even the bare - worn common is denied . 305 If to the city sped what waits him ...
... pride ? If to some common's fenceless limits strayed He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade , Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide , And even the bare - worn common is denied . 305 If to the city sped what waits him ...
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Stran 47 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Stran 13 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
Stran 7 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew; 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too...
Stran 5 - The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung, The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school , The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Stran 7 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Stran xviii - 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.
Stran 46 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Stran 19 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...
Stran 9 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale; No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round; Nor the coy maid, half willing to be prest, Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest.
Stran 44 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.