Poem by Oliver Goldsmith

On a Beautiful Youth, Struck Blind by Lightning

Sure’t was by Providence design’d
	Rather in pity than in hate,
That he should be, like Cupid, blind,
	To save him from Narcissus’ fate.

1. Song, from the Comedy of “She Stoops to Conquer”
2. Italy
3. An Author's Bedchamber
4. On the Death of the Right Hounourable
5. From the Latin of Vida

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