Oliver Goldsmith

Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such
We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much;
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Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such
We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much;
Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind,
And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.

A flattering painter, who made it his care
To draw men as they ought to be, not as they read more

A flattering painter, who made it his care
To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.

Gay, sprightly, land of mirth and social ease
Pleased with thyself, whom all the world can please.

Gay, sprightly, land of mirth and social ease
Pleased with thyself, whom all the world can please.

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

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

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well