 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1802 - 130 pàgines
...fled, Near her betrayer's door fhe lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold and fhrinking from the fhow'r, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When...lovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud mens doors they afk a little biead ! Ah, no.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 366 pàgines
...Near her betrayer's door fhe lays her head; And pinch'd with cold , and fhrinking from the , fhower, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When...her wheel , and robes of country brown. Do thine, tweet Auburn, thine, the lovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? vEven now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pàgines
...cold, and shrinking from the show'r With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Au B u HN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'n now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pàgines
...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. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 pàgines
...cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pàgines
...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 brown. Do tliine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train* Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now,... | |
 | 1806 - 330 pàgines
...cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country browii. Do thine, fair Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain?... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 pàgines
...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 wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? Even now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 pàgines
...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. Do thine, sweet AUBUHN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps,... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 pàgines
...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. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps,... | |
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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 and... 
