 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1802 - Страниц: 130
...cold and fhrinking from the fhow'r, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, 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 ? Ev'n now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - Страниц: 192
...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. Do thine, sweet Au B u HN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'n now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - Страниц: 366
...cold , and fhrinking from the , fhower, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left 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 - 1804 - Страниц: 114
...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,...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - Страниц: 264
...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 ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - Страниц: 248
...pinch'd with 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 - Страниц: 330
...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 browii. Do thine, fair Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain?... | |
 | Edward Mangin - 1808 - Страниц: 236
...pinch'J with cold, and shrinkingfromtheshow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly, first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country-brown." The Deserted Village ends with an address to Poetry, not only affecting for the solemnity... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 526
...Near her 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...pain? Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At prond men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene. Where half the... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - Страниц: 308
...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 ? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no.... | |
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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. 
