| Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah } turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest. Has wept...distrest; 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... | |
| 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...these thy serious thoughts? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless, shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest; 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... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...these thy serious thoughts ?.... Ah, turn thine eyas Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest ; 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... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 264
...these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest ; 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... | |
| 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...these thy serious thoughts? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor, houseless, shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest ; 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... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 248
...turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring 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 primrose peeps beneath the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near... | |
| Edward Mangin - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...thine eyes, Where the poor, houseless, shiv'ring female lies : 174 She once, perhaps, iu village-plenty blest, Has wept at 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, her virtue fled. Near... | |
| 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...Are these thy serious thoughts; Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor ho useless shiv'ring female liei. She, once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet us the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue Sol, Near... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...these thy serious thoughts — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. • She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorp, Ntiw lost to all ; her friends ; her virtue fled, Near... | |
| English poetry - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...these thy serious thoughts ?—Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest; 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... | |
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