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... The miscellaneous works of Oliver Goldsmith, with an account of his life and ... - Página 62por Oliver Goldsmith - 1837Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 páginas
...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, With heavy heart deplores thai luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country... | |
| Edward Mangin - 1808 - 240 páginas
...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...ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country-brown." The Deserted Village ends with an address to Poetry, not only affecting for the solemnity... | |
| English poetry - 1809 - 308 páginas
...the thorn: 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,...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no.... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 páginas
...thorp, Ntiw 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,...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 - 1809 - 526 páginas
...virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At prond men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 páginas
...\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 páginas
...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,... | |
| 1809 - 402 páginas
...betrayer's door she lays her hetil; And uinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the sbow'r, With heavy hearl deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She leftherwheel, and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loreliot train, Do thy... | |
| Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 páginas
...fled, 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...left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fair Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps,... | |
| Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 656 páginas
...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...town, • She left her wheel and robes of country bionn. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest Do thy fair tribes participate her pain • [train,... | |
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