The Life and Adventures of Oliver Goldsmith: A Biography in Four Books, Volumen1Bradbury and Evans, 1848 - 704 páginas |
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... once to taste the bitterness of those school experiences which too early and sadly teach the shy , ill - favoured , backward boy , what tyrannies the world has to inflict , and what sufferings to endure . But to the Reverend Mr ...
... once to taste the bitterness of those school experiences which too early and sadly teach the shy , ill - favoured , backward boy , what tyrannies the world has to inflict , and what sufferings to endure . But to the Reverend Mr ...
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... once upon his childhood and his manhood . And there was sense in it . For struggling ever , though always unavailingly , against feelings which God had given him , were fears he had to thank the World for . you ' Why Noll ! ' exclaimed ...
... once upon his childhood and his manhood . And there was sense in it . For struggling ever , though always unavailingly , against feelings which God had given him , were fears he had to thank the World for . you ' Why Noll ! ' exclaimed ...
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... once studying freedom and practising servitude . ' " To this contradiction he is now himself doomed ; the yet hardest lesson in his life's hard school . He resisted . with all his strength : little less than a whole year , it is said ...
... once studying freedom and practising servitude . ' " To this contradiction he is now himself doomed ; the yet hardest lesson in his life's hard school . He resisted . with all his strength : little less than a whole year , it is said ...
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... once makes men great , ' he avowed himself deficient in but were other dispositions not worth the caring for ? His imagination was too warm to relish the cold ' logic of Burgersdicius , or the dreary subtleties of < ( " Smiglesius ' but ...
... once makes men great , ' he avowed himself deficient in but were other dispositions not worth the caring for ? His imagination was too warm to relish the cold ' logic of Burgersdicius , or the dreary subtleties of < ( " Smiglesius ' but ...
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... once got a prize at a Christmas examina- tion in classics , but this seems doubtful . The college riot was the worst to allege against him ; and in this there was no very active sin . A scholar had been arrested , and the students ...
... once got a prize at a Christmas examina- tion in classics , but this seems doubtful . The college riot was the worst to allege against him ; and in this there was no very active sin . A scholar had been arrested , and the students ...
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Términos y frases comunes
acquaintance admiration afterwards appeared Arthur Murphy Ballymahon Bennet Langton Bishop Percy bookseller bookseller's Boswell Bryanton Burke called character cheerful claims Club Contarine contempt Covent Garden Critical David Garrick distress Doctor Milner's Dodsley Dunciad duodecimo Enquiry essays esteem fame favour fortune garret Garrick genius give Green Arbour Court Griffiths Grub Street guineas happy Hawkins heart Hodson honour hope Horace Walpole humble humour Johnson kind labour lady laugh less letter literary literature live London Lord Magazine matter Milner miserable Monthly Review months nature never Newbery Newbery's Oliver Goldsmith Ovid passed Pembroke Hall Percy perhaps philosopher poem poet Polite Learning poor pounds poverty present profession published Ralph Griffiths reader remark Reynolds Samuel Johnson seems sizar Smollett sorrow talk taste thought tion told translation truth turned Vicar of Wakefield Voltaire Walpole writing written wrote
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Página 188 - Seven years, my lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour.
Página 189 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
Página 538 - 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.
Página 538 - 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.
Página 473 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth when every sport could please, How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene ! How often have I paused on every charm...
Página 188 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
Página 470 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Página 583 - Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining ; Tho' equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
Página 308 - 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. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me.
Página 65 - I had rather be an under-turnkey in Newgate. I was up early and late ; I was browbeat by the master, hated for my ugly face by the mistress, worried by the boys...