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A Sonnet
(10 November 1730 – 4 April 1774 / County Longford / Ireland)

A Sonnet

Poem By Oliver Goldsmith

WEEPING, murmuring, complaining,
Lost to every gay delight;
MYRA, too sincere for feigning,
Fears th' approaching bridal night.

Yet, why impair thy bright perfection?
Or dim thy beauty with a tear?
Had MYRA followed my direction,
She long had wanted cause of fear.

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