When Lovely Woman Stoops To Folly
by Oliver Goldsmith
When lovely woman stoops to folly,
And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy,
What art can wash her guilt away?
The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
And wring his bosom, is—to die.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sassoon’s Public Statement Of Defiance by Siegfried Sassoon
- Two sparrows and my heart by Nizar Sartawi
- Cascade by Robert Desnos
- Robert Burns: Epistle To A Young Friend:
- Epistle to Davie, A Brother Poet by Robert Burns
- For Sale by Shel Silverstein
- Autumn Day by Rainer Maria Rilke
- September Rain by Vishü Rita Krocha
- Will Remain Unseen by Vasil Slavov
- Sketch—New Year’s Day, 1790 by Robert Burns
- They are Cruel by Rixa White
- Sonet 49 by William Alexander
- Epic by Patrick Kavanagh
- Николай Карамзин – Странные люди
- VERY DISTURBING by Satish Verma
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