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The poems (1969)

Goldsmith, Oliver (1730?-1774)

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1 [Prologue of Laberius]
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2 On a Beautiful Youth Struck Blind with Lightning
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3 The Gift
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4 A Sonnet
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5 An Elegy on that Glory of her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize
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6 The Double Transformation:
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7 [The Description of an Author's Bedchamber]
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8 On Seeing Mrs **** Perform in the Character of ****
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9 On the Death of the Right Honourable ***
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10 [Translation of a South American Ode]
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11 An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
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12 Song from The Vicar of Wakefield
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13 Edwin and Angelina
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14 The Captivity:
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ACT I
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Scene I
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ACT II
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ACT III
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15 The Traveller,
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16 A New Simile.
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17 Verses in Reply to an Invitation to Dinner at Dr. Baker's
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18 Epitaph on Edward Purdon
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19 Epilogue to The Good Natured Man
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20 Epilogue to The Sister:
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21 The Deserted Village
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22 Epitaph
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23 The Haunch of Venison.
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24 Prologue to Zobeide
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25 [Translations in An History of the Earth, and Animated Nature]
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26 Threnodia Augustalis
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[Part I]
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PART II
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27 Song from She Stoops to Conquer
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28 [Song Intended for She Stoops to Conquer]
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29 [First Rejected Epilogue to She Stoops to Conquer]
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30 [Second Rejected Epilogue to She Stoops to Conquer]
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31 Epilogue to She Stoops to Conquer
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32 Epilogue,
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33 Letter in Verse and Prose to Mrs Bunbury
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34 Retaliation
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POEMS OF DOUBTFUL AUTHENTICITY
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35 ‘Theseus did see, as poets say’
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36 [A Couplet on Aesop]
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37 The Clown's Reply
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38 The Logicians Refuted
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39 On the Taking of Quebec
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40 The Barber's Boy's Epigram
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41 [Riddle for Mary Nugent]

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9 On the Death of the Right Honourable ***

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Ye Muses, pour the pitying tear
For Pollio snatched away;
O had he lived another year!
He had not died today.
O, were he born to bless mankind,
In virtuous times of yore,
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
Whene'er he went before.
How sad the groves and plains appear,
And sympathetic sheep;
Even pitying hills would drop a tear!
If hills could learn to weep.
His bounty in exalted strain
Each bard might well display;
Since none implored relief in vain!
That went relieved away.
And hark! I hear the tuneful throng
His obsequies forbid.
He still shall live, shall live as long!
As ever dead man did.
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