 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 Seiten
...shiv'ring 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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
 | 1800 - 322 Seiten
...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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 Seiten
...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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door, she lays her head, And... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 Seiten
...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 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 Seiten
...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, her virtue, fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head. And,... | |
 | 1806 - 330 Seiten
...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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 Seiten
...shiv'ring 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, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
 | Edward Mangin - 1808 - 236 Seiten
....»- \ .. 1 , i» She once, pefhaps, 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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays' her head ; And, pinch'J... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 Seiten
...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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 Seiten
...shiv'ring 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, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd... | |
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Now lost to all. her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head... 
