 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 страници
...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 brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps,... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - 740 страници
...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 - 1294 страници
...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... | |
 | Joachim Fernau - 1848 - 736 страници
...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... | |
 | A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 страници
...cold, and shrinking from the show'rk With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When, idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. THE ENTHUSIAST AND THE HAWKERS. How beautiful to stand upon the hill, And look with placid rapture... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 страници
...with cold, and shrinking from th; shower With heavy heart deplores that luckless ho"' When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brow- • Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the lovelier- •», Do thy fair tribes participate her pain... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1851 - 476 страници
...cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hoar, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1851 - 162 страници
...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. Do thine, sweet Auburn ! thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1851 - 160 страници
...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. Do thine, sweet Auburn ! thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now, perhaps,... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 страници
...town, 335 She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even...by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! 340 Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes... | |
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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 shower. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and... 
