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
- You Smile Upon Your Friend To-Day poem – A. E. Housman
- A Vision by Robert Burns
- The Mocking Bird by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Михаил Кузмин – Зимнее солнце
- Raw Silk by Vinita Agrawal
- Pigeon Haiku by Violet Uram
- I see the Four-fold Man by William Blake
- Lost poem – Alfred Austin
- Нина Воронель – Сиротское
- Caught by Susan Adams
- Robert Burns: Epistle To A Young Friend:
- I Havent Betrayed You My Hometown
- Гавриил Державин – Осень
- absent-mindedness; or I Dream of Spices by Raj Arumugam
- Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive by Robert Burns
Some external links:
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).
