Who laments Oliver Goldsmith br Only the club did so at the time br A hodge-podge of intellectuals br Dispensing caustic wit whilst they dined br Winking o'er rims of pewter br Smiling innocently at mirth's behest br Sharp tongues jousting congenially br Revealing the failings each of them possess br Goldsmith baring oft the brunt br Of the circle's smarting puns br Dury Lane's favor'd thesbian br The poet's pride he often stung br Twas only when death hovering nigh br Reach'd out the muse to claim br That thru his pen to seek revenge br To the dying poet came br How keen the humorous subtle way br He the James Street nine described br His one last jest friends deem'd the best br For not a cruel word had he scribed br Thus from the grave did Goldsmith prove br In 'Retaliation' the brilliant gift he bore br When from his lofty realm above br He evened up the scorebr br John A.