 | William Child Green - 1826 - 606 pages
...corpse, the image of affliction, desolation, and despair.. THB WOODLAND FAMILY. 445 CHAPTER XLIII. •• When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray : What charm can sooth her melancholy. What art can wash her guilt away ?" GOLDiMITH ON the morn succeeding that which... | |
 | John Trotter Brockett - English language - 1829 - 368 pages
...taken of her by a faithless swain, without affording her a legitimate right to his protection, — • When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray. ACKERSPRIT, the premature sprouting of a potatoe, the germination of grain. V. Skin. Jam. and Wilb.... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - English poetry - 1830 - 256 pages
...your graces, As I hope to be sav'd! without thinking on asses/' Edinburgh, 1753. STANZAS ON WOMAN. WHEN lovely woman stoops to folly, And 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1830 - 544 pages
...show'd the rogues they lied: The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died. STANZAS ON WOMAN. n returned with a confirmation of the dismal tidings. No ceremony coul Wliat charms can soothe her melancholy, Wbat art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to... | |
 | David C. Bunnell - Lake Erie, Battle of, 1813 - 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 vessel,... | |
 | R. Wilmot - 1832 - 368 pages
...consequence of her obstinacy, so that she has not one friend left, and I may say with the poet — " ' When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds, too late, that men betray, What art can soothe her melancholy ? What dye can wash her sins away ? " ' The only way her guilt to cover,... | |
 | Michael Scott - English fiction - 1833 - 254 pages
...your bed now, Tam—ye're fou, man." "Oh! Buenos Noches." CHAPTER XV. « THE PIBATE'S LEMAN. • " When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can sooth her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away! The only art her guilt can cover, To hide her... | |
 | Michael Scott - Cuba - 1833 - 400 pages
...that dark pool, and the scenes I witnessed there that day and night. CHAPTER II. THE PIRATE'S LEMAN. " When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm ran soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? " The only art her guilt can cover, To... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 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 lover,... | |
 | 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 - English literature - 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 lover,... | |
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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... 
