Oliver Goldsmith

Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
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Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
From those who spoke her praise.

Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd.

Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd.

Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first best country ever is at home.

Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first best country ever is at home.

Surely the best way to meet the enemy is head on in the field and not wait till they plunder read more

Surely the best way to meet the enemy is head on in the field and not wait till they plunder our very homes.

They please, are pleas'd, they give to get esteem
Till, seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.

They please, are pleas'd, they give to get esteem
Till, seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.