 Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all : her friends,...  The Poetical Works - Page 41by Oliver Goldsmith - 1836 - 118 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1792 - 112 pages
...primrofe peeps beneath the thorn; Now loft to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's doors she lays her head, And , pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r With heavy heart deplores the lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1800 - 192 pages
...joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah } turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1800 - 322 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 show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ?.... Ah, turn thine eyas Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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 - English poetry - 1805 - 264 pages
...universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 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 show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | Edward Mangin - Books and reading - 1808 - 240 pages
...thine eyes, Where the poor, houseless, shiv'ring female lies : 174 She once, perhaps, iu village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; 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... | |
 | Edward Mangin - Books and reading - 1808 - 236 pages
...houseless, shiv'ring'female lies: J • VI • , .»- \ .. 1 , i» She once, pefhaps, in village-plenty blest/ Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her...Near her betrayer's door she lays' her head ; And, pinch'J with cold, and shrinkingfromtheshow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly,... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; 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... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1809 - 308 pages
...universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ?—Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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, pinch'd... | |
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