The Vicar of WakefieldC. E. Merrill, 1906 - 301 páginas |
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acquaintance amusement appeared Burchell called catgut CHAPTER character charming cheerful child comfort continued cried my wife daugh daughter dear DOBSON Edgeworthstown eldest English Flamborough fortune friendship gave gentleman George Primrose girls give going Goldsmith Greek mythology Green Arbor happy heart heaven honest honour hope horse Jenkinson Johnson ladies letter Livy look Madam Manetho manner marriage married ment miseries Miss Wilmot morning Moses musical glasses neighbour never night observed Ocellus Lucanus Oliver Goldsmith Olivia once pain Papa passion perceived Pietro Perugino pleased pleasure poor pounds present Primrose prison promise received replied resolved rest returned sate seemed Sir William sister soon Sophia specta Squire Stoops to Conquer stranger tell thee thing Thornhill Thornhill's thou tion town turn uncle Vicar of Wakefield virtue William Whiston wretched young
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Página 201 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe 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.
Página 137 - This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man. Around from all the...
Página 77 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Página 81 - I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. And there, forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die: 'Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Página 137 - GOOD people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were...
Página 49 - You are going, my boy," cried I, "to London, on foot, in the manner Hooker, your great ancestor, travelled there before you. Take from me the same horse that was given him by the good Bishop Jewel, this staff; and...
Página 283 - Hooker boasted 01 with much joy and gratitude, when he saw his mother and friends: and at the bishop's parting with him, the bishop gave him good counsel, and his benediction, but forgot to give him money; which when the bishop had considered, he sent a servant in all haste to call Richard back to him; and at Richard's return, the bishop said to him, ' Richard, I sent for ' you back to lend you a horse which hath carried me many a mile, and ' 1 thank GOD, with much ease...
Página 104 - Never mind our son," cried my wife; " depend upon it he knows what he is about. I'll warrant we'll never see him sell his hen of a rainy day. I have seen him buy such bargains as would amaze one. I'll tell you a good story about that, that will make you split your sides with laughing. But, as I live, yonder comes Moses, without a horse, and the box at his back.
Página 17 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I...
Página 174 - I had some knowledge of music, with a tolerable voice, and now turned what was once my amusement into a present means of subsistence. I passed among the harmless peasants of Flanders, and among such of the French as were poor enough to be very merry; for I ever found them sprightly in proportion to their wants. Whenever I approached a peasant's house, towards night-fall, I played one of my most merry tunes, and that procured me not only a lodging, but subsistence for the next day.