 | 1800 - 322 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 str.
...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...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head ; And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | 1806 - 330 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 str.
...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...the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,... | |
 | Edward Mangin - 1808 - 236 str.
..... 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...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 - 1809 - 526 str.
...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...fled, 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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 str.
...plenty blest, las wept at talcs of innocence distrest ; :Ier modest looks the cottage might adorn,Sweet ron rise, And Carmel's flow'r* top perfumes the skies I Hark ! a glad voice the lonely desert che bctraver's door she la\ > her head ; \nd pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy... | |
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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. 
