 | 1816 - 612 sider
...And pinrli'il wi'h c»ld, and shrinking from the -liiiurr, . With heavy heart deplores that luckltM hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. , l£ we wanted another specimen of the iHj'hnrholv cast, we might quote the parting scene > — the... | |
 | Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia) - 1816 - 414 sider
...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn; Kow lost to all ; her friends, her virtue Bed, Near her betrayer's door she lays her 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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1816 - 298 sider
...cold, and fhrinking from the fhower, With heavy heart) deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firlt, 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! At proud men's doors... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 294 sider
...primrose peeps heneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her hetrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and...heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, amhitions of the town, She left her wheel, and rohes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1817 - 192 sider
...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...head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show Y. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 274 sider
...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, pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1819 - 120 sider
...the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose eeps beneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays...Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, •Bo thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's... | |
 | Pierce Egan - 1819 - 398 sider
...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...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 - 1820 - 488 sider
...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn, Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fle<l, Near her betrayer's door, she lays her head, And,...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. To... | |
 | Charles Richson - 1820 - 98 sider
...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...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... | |
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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 and robes of country brown. 
