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Poem by Oliver Goldsmith

Song, from the Comedy of She Stoops to Conquer

SCENE.--A Room in the Alehouse, The Three Pigeons.

  Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain,
    With grammar, and nonsense, and learning--
  Good liquor, I stoutly maintain,
    Gives _genus_ a better discerning.
  Let them brag of their heathenish gods--
    Their Lethes, and Styxes, and Stygians;
  Their Quis, and their Quæs, and their Quods:
    They re all but a parcel of Pigeons.
                      To-roddle, to-roddle, to-rol.

  When methodist preachers come down,
    A-preaching that drinking is sinful,
  Ill wager the rascals a crown,
    They always preach best with a skinful.
  But when you come down with your pence,
    For a slice of their scurvy religion,
  Ill leave it to all men of sense--
    But you, my good friend, are the Pigeon.
                      To-roddle, &c.

  Then, come, put the jorum about,
    And let us be merry and clever;
  Our hearts and our liquors are stout--
    Heres the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever!
  Let some cry up woodcock or hare,
    Your bustards, your ducks, and your widgeons;
  But of all the gay birds in the air--
    Heres a health to the Three Jolly Pigeons.
                                  To-roddle, &c.

Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith's other poems:
  1. Answer to an Invitation to Pass the Christmas at Barton
  2. On Seeing a Lady Perform a Certain Character
  3. From the Latin of Vida
  4. The Double Transformation
  5. A Sonnet

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