Oliver Goldsmith
Ireland
10 Nov 1728 // 4 Apr 1774
Writer, Poet
10 Nov 1728 // 4 Apr 1774
Writer, Poet
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And in that town a dog was found,
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
And curs of low degree.
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
And curs of low degree.
Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madam Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word
From those who spoke her praise.
Lament for Madam Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word
From those who spoke her praise.
Elegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize
Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,
Adorns and cheers our way;
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.
Adorns and cheers our way;
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.
The Captivity
While Resignation gently slopes away,
And all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences ere the world be past.
And all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences ere the world be past.
The Deserted Village
Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies.
Methinks her patient sons before me stand,
Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
Methinks her patient sons before me stand,
Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
The Traveller
Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may have effected.
As aromatic plants bestow
No spicy fragrance while they grow;
But crush'd or trodden to the ground,
Diffuse their balmy sweets around.
No spicy fragrance while they grow;
But crush'd or trodden to the ground,
Diffuse their balmy sweets around.
The Captivity
Careless their merits or their faults to scan,
His pity gave ere charity began.
Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride,
And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
His pity gave ere charity began.
Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride,
And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
The Deserted Village
Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train,
To traverse climes beyond the western main;
Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,
And Niagara stuns with thundering sound.
To traverse climes beyond the western main;
Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,
And Niagara stuns with thundering sound.
The Traveller
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
The Traveller
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