 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 338 lehte
...and cold, crave flicker here; " Betray'd "Betray'd by night, and led aftray, " I've loft — alas ! I've loft my way." Mov'd with this little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and op'd the gate ; 15 When fee ! a naked boy, before The threfliold ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 334 lehte
...here; j " Betray'd " Betray'd by night, and led aftray, " I've loft— alas ! I've loft my way." MovM with this little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and op'd the gate ; .1 j When fee! a naked boy before The threfhold ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his... | |
 | 1795 - 846 lehte
...But, wet and culd, crave fhelter here; " Betray'd by night, and led aftray, " I've loft — alas 1 I've loft my way." Mov'd with this little tale of...a naked boy before The threfhold ; at his back he \vi : A pair of wings, and by his fi.lc A crooked bow and quiver ty'd. " My pretty angel ! come, fald... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 596 lehte
...wet and cold, crave shelter here; Betray'd by night, and led astray, I've lost — -alas ! I've lost my way." Mov'd 'with this little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and op'd the gate; When seel a naked hoy before The threshojd ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his side A crooked... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 lehte
...little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and oped the gate ! When, see ! a naked boy before The threshold ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his side A crooked bow and quiver tied. ' My pretty angel ! come/ said I, ' Come to the fire, and do not cry.' I stroked his neck and... | |
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - 1879 - 376 lehte
...little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and oped the gate ! When, see ! a naked boy before The threshold ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his side A crooked bow and quiver tied. ' My pretty angel ! come,' said I, ' Come to the fire, and do not cry.' I stroked his neck and... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1882 - 376 lehte
...little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and oped the gate ! When, see ! a naked boy before The threshold ; at his back he wore A pair of wings, and by his side A crooked bow and quiver tied. ' My pretty angel ! come,' said I, ' Come to the fire, and do not cry.' I stroked his neck and... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1885 - 344 lehte
...little tale of fate, I took a lamp, and oped the gate : when, see ! a naked boy bufore the threshold ; at his back he wore a pair of wings, and by his side a crooked bow and quiver tied. " My pretty angel ! Come," said I, " come to the fire, and do not cry." I stroked his neck and... | |
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I vow and swear ; But, wet and cold, crave shelter here ; Betray'd by night, and led astray, I've lost, alas ! I've lost my way. 