Oliver Goldsmith, a BiographyMacmillan, 1903 - 303 strani |
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... humor may better account for the cur- rency which the papers won . " " Brown's offer was flattering to a youth of nineteen , but there were several reasons for declining it : never having seriously thought of adopting literature as a ...
... humor may better account for the cur- rency which the papers won . " " Brown's offer was flattering to a youth of nineteen , but there were several reasons for declining it : never having seriously thought of adopting literature as a ...
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... humor on the dynasty of the Dutch . This is the origin of " Knickerbocker's History of New York . " It was pub- lished on December 6 , 1809 , a date well worth commit- ting to memory , because it marks the real beginning of American ...
... humor on the dynasty of the Dutch . This is the origin of " Knickerbocker's History of New York . " It was pub- lished on December 6 , 1809 , a date well worth commit- ting to memory , because it marks the real beginning of American ...
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... humor may not be the kind the present generation enjoys ; his style may be a little too deliberate for a busy age . But it must not be forgotten that all that is characteristic in Irving is a far cry from the reading the solemn old ...
... humor may not be the kind the present generation enjoys ; his style may be a little too deliberate for a busy age . But it must not be forgotten that all that is characteristic in Irving is a far cry from the reading the solemn old ...
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... humor , blending so happily with good feeling and good sense , and singularly dashed at times with a pleasing melancholy ; even the very nature of his mellow , and flowing , and softly - tinted style , all seem to bespeak his moral as ...
... humor , blending so happily with good feeling and good sense , and singularly dashed at times with a pleasing melancholy ; even the very nature of his mellow , and flowing , and softly - tinted style , all seem to bespeak his moral as ...
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... humor , ren- dered him a general favorite , and a trifling incident soon induced his uncle's family to concur in his mother's opin- ion of his genius . A number of young folks had assembled at his uncle's to dance . One of the company ...
... humor , ren- dered him a general favorite , and a trifling incident soon induced his uncle's family to concur in his mother's opin- ion of his genius . A number of young folks had assembled at his uncle's to dance . One of the company ...
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acquaintance admiration amusement anecdote appeared Ballymahon Beauclerc Bennet Langton bookseller Boswell Burke CHAPTER character club Colman comedy conversation Cradock David Garrick dear delighted dinner doctor Edited English essays fame favor fortune friends Garrick gave genius give Gold Green Arbor guinea heart honor Horneck humor Ireland Irish Irving Irving's Jessamy Bride Johnson kind lady Langton laugh learned letter Lissoy literary literature London Lord Lord Charlemont manner merit mind nature never Newbery Northumberland House occasion OLIVER GOLDSMITH person picture play poem poet poetical poetry political poor Goldsmith pounds published purse replied river Inny says scenes Sir Joshua Reynolds smith society soon spirit style success talent talk Temple thing thought tion told took town Traveller uncle Contarine Vicar of Wakefield Voltaire Washington Irving whimsical William Filby writings
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Stran 9 - 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.
Stran 111 - 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. 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 176 - 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.
Stran 8 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain.
Stran 266 - 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...
Stran 207 - 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.
Stran 111 - The wretch, condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies ; And every pang that rends the heart, Bids expectation rise. Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Adorns and cheers the way ; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
Stran 24 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Stran 177 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate: But on he moves to meet his latter end, Angels around befriending virtue's friend; 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.
Stran 125 - She complied in a manner so exquisitely pathetic as moved me. When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can sooth 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.