The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Miscellaneous poems. The good-natured man. She stoops to conquer; or, the Mistakes of a night. An oratorio. Prefaces. [Criticisms
A. and W. Galignani and Jules Didot, 1825
amuse assure aunt BAILIFF bar-maid beauty believe better BULKLEY CHALDEAN CHARLES MARLOW David Garrick dear deceived DIGGORY Dr Goldsmith dress Ecod Enter MISS Exeunt Exit eyes father favour fear folly fool fortune friendship GARNET girl give hand happiness HASTINGS hear heart Heaven honour hope humour impudence JARVIS jewels keep labour lady laugh learning leave LEONTINE LOFTY look Lord MAC FLECKNOE madam maid manner MARLOW married mean merit mind MISS HARDCASTLE MISS NEVILLE MISS RICHLAND modest natural history never night OLIVER GOLDSMITH OLIVIA Ovid pardon passion perhaps pleasure poem poet poor Pray pretty PROPHET quadrupeds reader scarce SERVANT serve SIR CHARLES Sir William Honeywood STOOPS TO CONQUER suppose sure talk tell thee there's thing thou thought told TONY what's wish woman write Zounds
الصفحة 101 - Though 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, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
الصفحة 65 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
الصفحة 31 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
الصفحة 62 - 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.
الصفحة 73 - Redress the rigours of the inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain ; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain ; Teach him, that states of native strength...
الصفحة 100 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
الصفحة 72 - O luxury ! thou curst by Heaven's decree, How ill exchanged are things like these for thee ! How do thy potions, with insidious joy, Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee, to sickly greatness grown, Boast of a florid vigour not their own. At every draught more large and large they grow, A bloated mass of rank unwieldy woe ; Till sapped their strength, and every part unsound, Down, down they sink, and spread a ruin round.
الصفحة 43 - Could nature's bounty satisfy the breast, The sons of Italy were surely blest.
الصفحة 40 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his fo6d, And learn the luxury of doing good.