An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog
by Oliver Goldsmith
Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
And if you find it wondrous short,
It cannot hold you long.
In Islington there was a man
Of whom the world might say,
That still a godly race he ran—
Whene’er he went to pray.
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad—
When he put on his clothes.
And in that town a dog was found,
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
And curs of low degree.
This dog and man at first were friends;
But when a pique began,
The dog, to gain some private ends,
Went mad, and bit the man.
Around from all the neighbouring streets
The wond’ring neighbours ran,
And swore the dog had lost its wits
To bite so good a man.
The wound it seemed both sore and sad
To every Christian eye;
And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man would die.
But soon a wonder came to light
That showed the rogues they lied,—
The man recovered of the bite,
The dog it was that died!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Antediluvian Kural On Twitter
- Let me be to Thee as the circling bird poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- The Bath-Tub poem – Ezra Pound poems
- A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem by Sylvia Plath
- Гавриил Державин – Анакреон у печки
- Омар Хайям – Если есть у тебя для жилья закуток
- The Conspiracy by Robert Creeley
- Rivers Don’t Gi’e Out by William Barnes
- Pain Became My Friend Today © by Shannen Wrass
- Омар Хайям – Благородные люди, друг друга любя
- Николай Рубцов – Весна на берегу Бии
- Михаил Кузмин – В Канопе жизнь привольная
- Factory Windows are Always Broken by Vachel Lindsay
- To Dorothy by Marvin Bell
- My prayers must meet a brazen heaven poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
