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
- Autumn Song by Sarojini Naidu
- Street Cries by Sarojini Naidu
- Persuasions to Joy, a Song by Thomas Carew
- In Memoriam F.O.S. by Sara Teasdale
- day_dream.html
- Алексей Ржевский – Портрет
- Гавриил Державин – Ключ
- Владимир Корнилов – Беатриче
- Василий Курочкин – Ни в мать, ни в отца
- Language by W. S. Merwin
- Casualty by Seamus Heaney
- The Given Heart
- Whatif by Shel Silverstein
- “When I Have Borne In Memory” by William Wordsworth
- Mandalay by Rudyard Kipling
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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).
