Ah me! when shall I marry me?
Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me:
He, fond youth, that could carry me,
Offers to love, but means to deceive me.
But I will rally, and combat the ruiner:
Not a look, not a smile shall my passion discover:
She that gives all to the false one pursuing her,
Makes but a penitent, loses a lover.
Song Intended To Have Been Sung In 'she Stoops To Conquer'
Oliver Goldsmith
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Poem topics: passion, smile, discover, youth, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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