 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pages
...Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1805 - 264 pages
...Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue, fled, Near her betrayer's...head. And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 pages
...Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn : Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's...head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd...shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores thai luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country... | |
 | Edward Mangin - Books and reading - 1808 - 240 pages
...; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled. Near her betrayer's...head ; And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly, first, ambitious of the town, She... | |
 | Edward Mangin - Books and reading - 1808 - 236 pages
...distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays' her head ; And, pinch'J with cold, and shrinkingfromtheshow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 pages
...Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorp, Ntiw lost to all ; her friends ; her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's...wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet AUBUHN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps, by... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn, 'Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's...head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1809 - 604 pages
...\nd pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless honr, be set, Pikes must shiver, jav'lings sing, Blade with clatt'ring buckler meet, Hauberk l)o thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? [train, Kv'n... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 102 pages
...cold, and fhrinking from the fliow'r, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fweet Auburn — thine, the lovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain > Even now, perhaps,... | |
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Now lost to all — her friends, her virtue fled — Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel,... 
