 | 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, [show'r, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When...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... | |
 | Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 242
...lays her head, And pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores the luckless hour, When, idly first, ambitious of the...town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown, GOLDSMITH. 50. The Jackdaw. LIVELY AND COLLOQUIAL EXPRESSION: 1 Narrative manner, * Repining and 3... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 544
...fled. Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And pinched with cold, and shrinking from tb ehower, &Q.w+9 ACBÜRN, thine, the loveliest train Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? E'en now, perhaps, by... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...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 with cold, and shrinking from the sliow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left... | |
 | 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...her friend*, her virtue fled * # * * * And, pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower Witli heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, Sue left her wheel and robes of country brown. GOLDSMITH. When the merchant reached Rue Richelieu the... | |
 | George Field - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim. GOLDSMITH. Ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. IDEM. '\'\u'. /ii'lils, all iron, cast a gleaming brown. MILTON. The list of brown pigments is very... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...thorn; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, i And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 534
...thorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, (1) And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,...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 ! (1) ["These... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 544
...lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And pinched of a piece of service. But -who is that I somebody?...HASTINGS. Tony. What do you follow me for, Cousin Con? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread! Ah, no! To... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 342
...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...town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. AN ELEGY TO PITY, HAIL, lovely power, whose bosom heaves the sigh When fancy paints the scene of deep... | |
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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... 
