 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1820 - Страниц: 488
...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...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread! Ah, no. To... | |
 | Charles Richson - 1820 - Страниц: 98
...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 her wheel, and robes of country brown. SLAVERY. Canst (lion, and honour'd with a Christian name, Buy what is woman born, and feel no shame... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - Страниц: 314
...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 her wheel and...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? J> 3 E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1821 - Страниц: 446
...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no.... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - Страниц: 428
...pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart implores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no.... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - Страниц: 290
...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...brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? [train, E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - Страниц: 296
...Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest Do thy fair tribes.participate her pain? [train, E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread! Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those... | |
 | Franklin James Didier - 1822 - Страниц: 218
...Near her betrayer's door she lays her head; With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown." In winter they sleep in the brickyards, where they lie, conglomreated (as it were) in each others arms.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1825 - Страниц: 476
...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...loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no !... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - Страниц: 426
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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. 
