Oliver Goldsmith Quotes on Death
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Good people all, with one acord, Lament for Madame Blaize, Who never wanted a good word - From those who spoke her praise.
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To the last moment of his breath On hope the wretch relies; And e'en the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.
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Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
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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.
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Bends to the grave with unperceived decay, While resignation gently slopes the way; And, all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.