 | Lady Emma Hamilton - 1815 - 210 sider
...female lip* She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest: Tier modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pincird with cold, and shrinkin; from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When,... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1815 - 746 sider
...Her modest looks the Coitage might adoro. Sweet as ihe primrose peeps beocalh the ihom Now lost io all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head." If the right hon. gentleman was a sportsman, he never would have thought of distressing females ; for... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1816 - 240 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 ahow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia) - 1816 - 414 sider
...female lies : She once, perhaps, in Tillage plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distress'd; Her modest looks the cottage might 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1817 - 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 Y. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 294 sider
...of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet at the 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 shrinking from the shower, With heavy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 274 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...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,... | |
 | Pierce Egan - 1819 - 398 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 498 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...primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her fiiends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1819 - 120 sider
...poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, lias wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks 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... | |
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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. 
