 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 pages
...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue ned, 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - 446 pages
...universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts?— Ah! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies: She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1843 - 368 pages
...female lies : She once, perhaps, in village plenty bless'd, Has wept -at tales of innocence distress'd ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pincli'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1845 - 550 pages
...universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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 - English poetry - 1845 - 276 pages
...lies. 326 She once, perhaps, in village plenty bless'd, Has wept at tales of innocence distress'd — Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as...— 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... | |
 | English literature - 1845 - 614 pages
...looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all — iier 8 , pinched with ccl'l. and shrinking from the shower With heavy heart deplore^ that luckless hour, When... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - 744 pages
...universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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... | |
 | John Forster - Authors, English - 1848 - 734 pages
...universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And piuclfd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When... | |
 | Joachim Fernau - 1848 - 736 pages
...universal joy! Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - 740 pages
...distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the tliorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near...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... | |
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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. 
