Oliver Goldsmith

(10 November 1730 – 4 April 1774 / County Longford / Ireland)

Oliver Goldsmith Poems

1. A New Simile 4/7/2010
2. A Sonnet 4/7/2010
3. An Author's Bedchamber 4/7/2010
4. An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog 1/13/2003
5. An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize 4/7/2010
6. An Epigram 4/7/2010
7. Description Of An Author's Bedchamber 4/7/2010
8. Edwin And Angela, A Ballad 4/7/2010
9. Eiplogue 4/7/2010
10. Epilogue For Mr. Lee Lewes 4/7/2010
11. Epilogue Intended To Have Been Spoken For 'she Stoops To Conquer' 4/7/2010
12. Epilogue To 'she Stoops To Conquer' 4/7/2010
13. Epilogue To The 'Good Natur'D Man' 4/7/2010
14. Epilogue To 'The Sister' 4/7/2010
15. Epitaph On Edward Purdon 4/7/2010
16. Epitaph On Thomas Parnell 4/7/2010
17. From 'she Stoops To Conquer' A Song 4/7/2010
18. Letter In Prose And Verse To Mrs. Bunbury 4/7/2010
19. Memory 1/1/2004
20. On A Beautiful Youth Struck Blind With Lightning 4/7/2010
21. On Seeing Mrs. ** Perform In The Character Of **** 4/7/2010
22. On The Death Of The Right Hounourable --- 4/7/2010
23. Part Of A Prologue Written And Spoken By The Poet Laberius A Roman Knight, Whom Caesar Forced Upon The Stage 4/7/2010
24. Prologue To 'Zobeide' 4/7/2010
25. Retaliation: A Poem 5/27/2001
26. Song From 'The Vicar Of Wakefield' 4/7/2010
27. Song Intended To Have Been Sung In 'she Stoops To Conquer' 4/7/2010
28. Stanzas On The Taking Of Quebec And The Death Of General Wolfe 4/7/2010
29. The Clown's Reply 4/7/2010
30. The Deserted Village 1/13/2003
31. The Double Transformation, A Tale 4/7/2010
32. The Gift (To Iris, In Bow Street, Covent Garden) 4/7/2010
33. The Haunch Of Venison 4/7/2010
34. The Logicians Refuted 4/7/2010
35. The Poet Laberius 4/7/2010
36. The Taking Of Quebec 4/7/2010
37. The Traveller; Or, A Prospect Of Society (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
38. The Village Schoolmaster 4/7/2010
39. Threnodia Augustalis: Overture - A Solemn Dirge 4/7/2010
40. Threnodia Augustalis: Overture - Pastorale 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Oliver Goldsmith

An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog

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 friends;
But when a pique ...

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An Author's Bedchamber


WHERE the Red Lion flaring o'er the way,
Invites each passing stranger that can pay;
Where Calvert's butt, and Parsons' black champagne,
Regale the drabs and bloods of Drury-lane;
There in a lonely room, from bailiffs snug,
The Muse found Scroggen stretch'd beneath a rug;

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