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360 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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OLIVER GOLDSMITH (i72S-i774)
AN ELEGY On the glory of her sex, Mrs. Mary Blaize.
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OOD people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise.
The needy seldom passed her door,
And always found her kind ; She freely lent to all the poor —
Who left a pledge behind.
She strove the neighborhood to please With manners wondrous winning;
And never followed wicked ways — Unless when she was sinning.
At church, in silks and satins new,
With hoop of monstrous size, She never slumbered in her pew —
But when she shut her eyes.
Her love was sought, I do aver,
By twenty beaux and more; The King himself has followed her —
When she has walked before. |
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