Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The Village Schoolmaster Comments

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Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way
With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay,
There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule,


Oliver Goldsmith
Benzi Guite 13 December 2018
I remember my old school days... really missing those days. The principal in the poem and our principal were same... (Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he :) I still can remember how I laughed.. missing my Village school very much.
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Edward Kofi Louis 17 February 2015
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
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Amal Raj 16 September 2014
my seminar topic.....! ! ! ! !
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* Sunprincess * 07 June 2014
.........a wonderful dedication to the school teacher....enjoyed..
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