...tales of innocence distrest: Tier modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn: Now lost to all, her friends, her...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pincird with cold, and shrinkin; from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When,...

...Her modest looks the Coitage might adoro. Sweet as ihe primrose peeps beocalh the ihom Now lost io all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head." If the right hon. gentleman was a sportsman, he never would have thought of distressing females ; for...

...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,...head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the ahow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left...

...And pinrli'il wi'h c»ld, and shrinking from the -liiiurr, . With heavy heart deplores that luckltM hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. , l£ we wanted another specimen of the iHj'hnrholv cast, we might quote the parting scene > — the...

...adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn; Kow lost to all ; her friends, her virtue Bed, 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, idly first, ambitious of the town, She...

...cold, and fhrinking from the fhower, With heavy heart) deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firlt, 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! At proud men's doors...

...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,...head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show Y. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left...

...of innocence distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet at the primrose peeps heneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her hetrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy...

...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, pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When...

...cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her fiiends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays...Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain .' Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's...