 | 1741 - Страниц: 858
...cold, and (hrinking from the (hower, With heavy heart deplores lhat lucklels hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fweet AUBURN, thine, the lovelieli train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now, perhaps,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1770 - Страниц: 44
...cold, and flirinking from the fliower, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fweet AUBURN, thine, the lovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? THE DESERTED VILLAGE.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1774 - Страниц: 70
...cold, and flirinking from the (bower,.. With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fweet AUBURN, thine,, the lovelieft train,, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain? Even now, perhaps,... | |
 | Martin Madan - 1781 - Страниц: 422
...cold, and flmnking from the flower, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, Jf^hen idly fir ft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. laws — to the unfcriptural and antifcripturat power aflumed by man in things relating to GOD— to... | |
 | 1785 - Страниц: 304
...cold and fhi inking. from the fhow'r, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine fweet AUBURN, thine, the lovelieft train, Do thy fa'r tribes participate her pain ? Ev'n now, perhaps,... | |
 | John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - Страниц: 492
...cold, and fhlinking from the fhower, IPltb heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firji^ ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. This is a fine paflage : there is beauty in the fimile of the primrofe, and pathos in the mention of... | |
 | 1785 - Страниц: 320
...cold and flu-inking from the fhow'r, With heavj heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Ah no ! To diftaot climes, a dreary fcene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid... | |
 | John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - Страниц: 544
...: Do thine, Jweet Auburn, thine the lovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'vn now perhaps by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they afk a little bread. The reply to this query, introduces the emigration in full detail : Ah no ! to... | |
 | John Adams - 1789 - Страниц: 376
...cold, andfhrinking from the fhow'r, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown. DR. GOLDSMITH. SECT. LXV. A PATHETIC DESCRIPTION OF THE BRITISH EMIGRANTS, WHEN LEAVING THEIR NATIVE... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - Страниц: 206
...cold, and fhrinking from the mower, With heavy heart deplores that lucklefs hour, When idly firft, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, fweet AUBURK, thine, thelovelieft train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? Even now, perhaps,... | |
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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. 
