 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 832 pages
...dread abode ; There they alike in trembling hope repose, The bosom of his father and his God. Gray. The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame...eye, To give repentance to her lover. And wring his boson is — to die. Goldsmith. Not the soft sighs of vernal gales, The fragrance of the flowery vales.... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 pages
...finds too late that men betray; What charm can sooth her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover " To hide her shame...repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is— to die I DESCRIPTION 0V AN AUTHOR'S BEDCHAMBER. WHKIIE the Red Lion, staring>'er the way, Invites each passing... | |
 | David C. Bunnell - 1831 - 206 pages
...discovery of the place of her retreat. This scene brought to. mind the following beautiful lines : — <; When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late,...soothe her melancholy? What art can wash her guilt away ?" I remained in Charleston until I had spent all my money, and then shipped on board an English... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1832 - 464 pages
...too late, that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away 1 The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame...give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, ia—to die. As she was concluding the last stanza, to which an interruption in her -voice, from sorrow,... | |
 | Michael Scott - 1834 - 702 pages
...too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? " The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame...to her lover, And wring his bosom, is — to die." Vicar of Wakefieid. " Ay Dios, si sera posible que he ya hallado lugar que pueda tervir de escondida... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1834 - 600 pages
...Primrose had to think of, when that fair desolate sung those never to be forgotten stanzas : — ' When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late...soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 590 pages
...Primrose had to think of, when that fair desolate sung those never to be forgotten stanzas : — • When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late...soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 pages
...GOLDSMITH. Born 1728— Died 1774When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame...repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is to die. FROM THE ORATORIO OF THE CAPTIVITY. OLIVER GOLDSMITH. The wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still,... | |
 | 1835 - 378 pages
...too late that men betray, What charm can sooth her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame...repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is to die. FROM THE ORATORIO OF THE CAPTIVITY. OLIVER GOLDSMITH. The wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still,... | |
 | 1835 - 466 pages
...other child of bliss, I may alike be blest nt last. EKORT PLAGIARISM, BY GOLDSMITH. (_To the Editor.) " When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late...soothe her melancholy, — What art can wash her guilt away ? " The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye. To give repentance to her... | |
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When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring... 
