 For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.  Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell - Trang 32bởi Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 68 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | Sir James Prior - 1837 - 558 trang
...spread,' ' the straggling fence that skirts the way, with blossomed furze unprofitably gay,' ' the thorn that lifts its head on high, where once the sign-post caught the passing eye,' ' the house where nut brown draughts inspired,' in short every striking object in the picture. There... | |
 | 1837 - 536 trang
...cresses spread," "the straggling fence that skirts the way, with blossomed furze unprofitably gay," " the thorn that lifts its head on high, where once the sign-post caught the passing eye," " the house where nut-brown draughts inspired," in short every striking object in the picture. There... | |
 | Sir James Prior - 1837 - 564 trang
...spread,' ' the straggling fence that skirts the way, with blossomed furze unprofitably gay,' ' the thorn that lifts its head on high, where once the sign-post caught the passing eye,' ' the house where nut brown draughts inspired,' in short every striking object in the picture. There... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 534 trang
...; And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew. That one small head could carry all he knew. (l> But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught... | |
 | Samuel Worcester - 1837 - 264 trang
...could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head should carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot, Where many a time he... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 trang
...he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the...is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. NIGHT. NIGHT is the time for rest ; How sweet, when labours close, To gather round... | |
 | 1840 - 368 trang
...he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thund'ring sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the...thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the signpoat caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where graybeard... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1840 - 504 trang
...could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around—, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all be knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 trang
...argue still; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head should carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - 416 trang
...Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around ; And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he trinmph'd , is forgot. Near yonder thorn , that lifts its head on high , Where once the sign-post caught... | |
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