Oliver Goldsmith

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

Oliver Goldsmith Poems

41. An Epigram 4/7/2010
42. An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize 4/7/2010
43. An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog 1/13/2003
44. An Author's Bedchamber 4/7/2010
45. A Sonnet 4/7/2010
46. A New Simile 4/7/2010
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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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The Deserted Village

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease,
Seats of my youth, where every sport could please,
How often have I loitered o'er your green,
Where humble happiness endeared each scene;
How often have I paused on every charm,

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