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Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll,
Who wrote like an angel, and talk’d like poor Poll.

— David Garrick

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Their cause I plead,—plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.

Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.

Heart of oak are our ships,
Heart of oak are our men;
We always are ready.

This scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet.

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