...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...the thorn, Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue tied, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower,...

...houseless, shiv'ring'female lies: J • VI • , .»- \ .. 1 , i» She once, pefhaps, in village-plenty blest/ Has wept at tales of innocence distrest; Her...Near her betrayer's door she lays' her head ; And, pinch'J with cold, and shrinkingfromtheshow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly,...

...universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ?—Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty...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...

...universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies. • She once, perhaps, in village plenty...might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorp, Ntiw lost to all ; her friends ; her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head,...

...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 her betrayer's...

...like The good old patriarch upon record, Hold tbe fleet an-el fast, untU be bless tiee,'" CHAP. XIII, She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Jvreet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. GOLDSMITH. Alas! no more that joyous morn appears That...

...plenty blest, las wept at talcs of innocence distrest ; :Ier modest looks the cottage might adorn,Sweet ron rise, And Carmel's flow'r* top perfumes the skies I Hark ! a glad voice the lonely desert che bctraver's door she la\ > her head ; \nd pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy...

...these thy serious thoughts ?—Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor, houseless, shivering female lies. F She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept...betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold,and shrinking from the show'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious...

...joy ! {eyes Are i lii'M- thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine Where tbe poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She, once perhaps, in village plenty...fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, An-!, pincli'd with cold, and shrinking from tbe sbow'r, With heavy heart deplores that luckless how,...

...tnrn thine eyes Where the poor honseless shiv'ring female lies. She once, perhaps, in village-plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her...beneath the thorn. Now lost to all, her friends, her virtne fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from...