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MADAM	A
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I read your letter with all that allowance which critical candour could	B
require but after all find so much to object to and so much to raise	C
my indignation that I cannot help giving it a serious answer	D
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I am not so ignorant Madam as not to see there are many sarcasms	C
contained in it and solecisms also Solecism is a word that comes from	A
the town of Soleis in Attica among the Greeks built by Solon and	E
applied as we use the word Kidderminster for curtains from a town also	C
of that name but this is learning you have no taste for I say	C
Madam there are sarcasms in it and solecisms also But not to seem an	F
ill natured critic I'll take leave to quote your own words and give	G
you my remarks upon them as they occur You begin as follows	C
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'I hope my good Doctor you soon will be here	H
And your spring velvet coat very smart will appear	I
To open our ball the first day of the year '	-
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Pray Madam where did you ever find the epithet 'good ' applied to the	J
title of Doctor Had you called me 'learned Doctor ' or 'grave Doctor '	-
or 'noble Doctor ' it might be allowable because they belong to the	J
profession But not to cavil at trifles you talk of my 'spring velvet	K
coat ' and advise me to wear it the first day in the year that is	C
in the middle of winter a spring velvet in the middle of winter	D
That would be a solecism indeed and yet to increase the inconsistence	C
in another part of your letter you call me a beau Now on one side or	L
other you must be wrong If I am a beau I can never think of wearing a	J
spring velvet in winter and if I am not a beau why then that explains	C
itself But let me go on to your two next strange lines	C
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'And bring with you a wig that is modish and gay	C
To dance with the girls that are makers of hay '	-
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The absurdity of making hay at Christmas you yourself seem sensible of	M
you say your sister will laugh and so indeed she well may The Latins	C
have an expression for a contemptuous sort of laughter 'Naso contemnere	L
adunco' that is to laugh with a crooked nose She may laugh at you in	N
the manner of the ancients if she thinks fit But now I come to the most	O
extraordinary of all extraordinary propositions which is to take your	L
and your sister's advice in playing at loo The presumption of the offer	L
raises my indignation beyond the bounds of prose it inspires me at once	C
with verse and resentment I take advice and from whom You shall hear	L
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First let me suppose what may shortly be true	L
The company set and the word to be Loo	L
All smirking and pleasant and big with adventure	L
And ogling the stake which is fix'd in the centre	L
Round and round go the cards while I inwardly damn	P
At never once finding a visit from Pam	P
I lay down my stake apparently cool	Q
While the harpies about me all pocket the pool	Q
I fret in my gizzard yet cautious and sly	R
I wish all my friends may be bolder than I	R
Yet still they sit snug not a creature will aim	S
By losing their money to venture at fame	S
'Tis in vain that at niggardly caution I scold	T
'Tis in vain that I flatter the brave and the bold	T
All play their own way and they think me an ass	C
'What does Mrs Bunbury ' 'I Sir I pass '	-
'Pray what does Miss Horneck Take courage come do '	-
'Who I let me see Sir why I must pass too '	-
Mr Bunbury frets and I fret like the devil	U
To see them so cowardly lucky and civil	U
Yet still I sit snug and continue to sigh on	V
Till made by my losses as bold as a lion	W
I venture at all while my avarice regards	C
The whole pool as my own 'Come give me five cards '	-
'Well done ' cry the ladies 'Ah Doctor that's good	B
The pool's very rich ah the Doctor is loo'd '	-
Thus foil'd in my courage on all sides perplex'd	X
I ask for advice from the lady that's next	X
'Pray Ma'am be so good as to give your advice	C
Don't you think the best way is to venture for 't twice '	-
'I advise ' cries the lady 'to try it I own	Y
Ah the Doctor is loo'd Come Doctor put down '	-
Thus playing and playing I still grow more eager	L
And so bold and so bold I'm at last a bold beggar	L
Now ladies I ask if law matters you're skill'd in	N
Whether crimes such as yours should not come before Fielding	Z
For giving advice that is not worth a straw	L
May well be call'd picking of pockets in law	L
And picking of pockets with which I now charge ye	A2
Is by quinto Elizabeth Death without Clergy	A2
What justice when both to the Old Bailey brought	B2
By the gods I'll enjoy it though 'tis but in thought	B2
Both are plac'd at the bar with all proper decorum	A
With bunches of fennel and nosegays before 'em	A
Both cover their faces with mobs and all that	C2
But the judge bids them angrily take off their hat	C2
When uncover'd a buzz of enquiry runs round	D2
'Pray what are their crimes ' 'They've been pilfering found '	-
'But pray whom have they pilfer'd ' 'A Doctor I hear '	-
'What yon solemn faced odd looking man that stands near '	-
'The same ' 'What a pity how does it surprise one	W
Two handsomer culprits I never set eyes on '	-
Then their friends all come round me with cringing and leering	Z
To melt me to pity and soften my swearing	Z
First Sir Charles advances with phrases well strung	Z
'Consider dear Doctor the girls are but young '	-
'The younger the worse ' I return him again	E2
'It shows that their habits are all dyed in grain '	-
'But then they're so handsome one's bosom it grieves '	-
'What signifies 'handsome' when people are thieves '	-
'But where is your justice their cases are hard '	-
'What signifies 'justice' I want the 'reward'	D2
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There's the parish of Edmonton offers forty pounds there's the	J
parish of St Leonard Shoreditch offers forty pounds there's	C
the parish of Tyburn from the Hog in the Pound to St Giles's	C
watchhouse offers forty pounds I shall have all that if I	R
convict them '	-
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'But consider their case it may yet be your own	Y
And see how they kneel Is your heart made of stone '	-
This moves so at last I agree to relent	D2
For ten pounds in hand and ten pounds to be spent	D2
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I challenge you all to answer this I tell you you cannot It	D2
cuts deep but now for the rest of the letter and next	D2
but I want room so I believe I shall battle the rest out at	D2
Barton some day next week	Z
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I don't value you all	F2

Oliver Goldsmith

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