<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good people all, with one accord<br>Lament for Madam Blaize,<br>Who never wanted a good word,— <br>From those who spoke her praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The needy seldom passed her door,<br>And always found her kind;<br>She freely lent to all the poor,— <br>Who left a pledge behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She strove the neighbourhood to please<br>With manners wondrous winning;<br>And never followed wicked ways,— <br>Unless when she was sinning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At church, in silks and satins new,<br>With hoop of monstrous size,<br>She never slumbered in her pew,— <br>But when she shut her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her love was sought, I do aver,<br>By twenty beaux and more;<br>The king himself has followed her,— <br>When she has walked before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now her wealth and finery fled,<br>Her hangers-on cut short all;<br>The doctors found, when she was dead,— <br>Her last disorder mortal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us lament in sorrow sore,<br>For Kent Street well may say<br>That had she lived a twelvemonth more,— <br>She had not died today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Goldsmith">Oliver Goldsmith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472282" data-title="An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize de Oliver Goldsmith" data-description="Good 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 behin..."></div> </div> </div>

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