Oliver Goldsmith

His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings but reliev'd their pain;
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His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings but reliev'd their pain;
The long remembered beggar was his guest,
Whose beard descending swept his aged breast.

Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound.
And news much older than their ale went round.

Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound.
And news much older than their ale went round.

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.

Every absurdity has a champion to defend it, for error is always talkative.

Every absurdity has a champion to defend it, for error is always talkative.

While resignation gently slopes the way;
And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences read more

While resignation gently slopes the way;
And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences ere the world be past.