 | 1792 - 112 sider
...primrofe peeps beneath the thorn; Now loft to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's doors she lays her head, And , pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r With heavy heart deplores the lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest. Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage...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... | |
 | 1800 - 322 sider
...poor houseless, shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage...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 - 1803 - 192 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage...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 - 1805 - 264 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage...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... | |
 | 1806 - 330 sider
...poor, houseless, shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage...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 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage...the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,... | |
 | Edward Mangin - 1808 - 240 sider
...houseless, shiv'ring female lies : 174 She once, perhaps, iu village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage...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 - 1808 - 236 sider
...lies: J • VI • , .»- \ .. 1 , i» She once, pefhaps, in village-plenty blest/ Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage...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,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage...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... | |
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And, pinched 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 and robes of country brown. 
