 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 550
...pinched 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...thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy I'.iir tribes participate her pain? E'en now, perhape, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors... | |
 | Caroline Sheridan Norton - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...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." GOLDSMITH. Note 9. Page 39. To tee him thus attempt the sunny tkies ! There is, in the possession of... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 290
...with c9^^.nd shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, ( Wh«n 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!... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 238
...Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too. EXTRACT FROM "THE DESERTED VILLAGE."— Goldsmith. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'«n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led. At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no.... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 468
...shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, amhitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country...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.... | |
 | Joachim Fernau - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 736
...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. Beautifully is it said by Mr. Campbell, that ' fiction in ' poetry is not the reverse of truth, but... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 740
...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. Beautifully is it said by Mr. Campbell, that ' fiction in ' poetry is not the reverse of truth, but... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 734
...piuclfd 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. Beautifully is it said by Mr. Campbell, that ' fiction in ' poetry is not the reverse of truth, but... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, 20 She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do...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 ! 25 Ah,... | |
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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. 
