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Common terms and phrasesAbra æther Balaam Behold Blouzelinda breast breath bright CIRCASSIA crown'd cry'd Cuddy Dæmon doth dread e'er ECLOGUE Eurydice Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire flow'rs foul fuch fung glow Gnome grace grove hair hand happy head hear heart Heav'n heav'nly heel I three honour Inigo Jones king labour lasses lise Lobbin Clout Lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mark the ground mournful muse ne'er numbers Nymph o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH parterre peace plac'd plain pleasure poem poet pow'r praise pray'r pride rage rais'd rise round scenes sear shade sharp heel shining sields sierce sighs sight sing sire sirst six'd skies smile soft song strain stream swain sweet Sylphs tears Thalestris thee thine thou thoufand three times mark thro throne Timotheus trembling turn me thrice Twas wealth ween winds woods youth Popular passagesPage 49 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On. Page 42 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom... Page 47 - Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free... Page 39 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus Page 57 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite 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 thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Page 47 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Page 57 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere... Page 216 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot. Page 54 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Page 50 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. References from web pagesSamuel Johnson. London: A Poem in Imitation of the Third Satire of ... The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith / Goldsmith ... Goldsmith on Burke and Gray THE POET AND THE HACK: GOLDSMITH’S CAREER AS A PROFESSIONAL WRITER* Goldsmith, Oliver |; Beauties of English Poesy, The English Literature | David Brass Rare Books Bibliographic information
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