Treasure Island

James McIntyre

(25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906 / Forres, Scotland)

Oliver Goldsmith


Goldsmith wrote Deserted Village,
Now again reduced to tillage ;
Once happiest village of the plain,
Place now you look for it in vain ;
There but one man he doth make rich,
And hundreds struggle in the ditch ;

' Ill fare the land to many ills a prey
Where wealth accumelates but men decay.'
His honest Vicar of Wakefield
Forever he will pleasure yield.

Submitted: Friday, May 04, 2012

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