 | Collection - 1758 - 354 pages
...And " who is it (I call'd) that my fleep thus deftroys ? " You need not be frighten'd, he anfwered mild, " Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child;...; when a boy flood in fight, Who had wings on his moulders : the rain from him dripp'd, With a bow and with arrows too he was equipp'd. I ftirr'd up... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - English poetry - 1765 - 412 pages
...And " Who is it (I call'd) that my fleep thus deftroys ?" " You need not be frighten'd, he anfwered mild, " Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child...and ftriking a light, I open'd the door ; when a boy ftood in fight, r , . , , • Who had wings on his moulders ; the rain from him With a bow and with... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 pages
...And " Who is it (I call'd) that my fleep thus deftroys ?" " You need not be frighten'd, he anfwered mild, " Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child...loft ; and do, pray, let me in." I was mov'd with compaflion ; and ftriking a light, lopen'dthedoor; when a boy ftood in fight, r , . ,, Who had wings... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1782 - 318 pages
...noife, And who is it, I call'd, that my (leep thus deftroys ? You need not be frighten'd, he anfwer'd fo mild, Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child ; 'Tis a dark rainy night ; and I'm wet to the (kin ; And my way I have loft, and do, pray, let roe in. I was mov'd with compaffion ; and, ftriking... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - English poetry - 1782 - 438 pages
..." Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child; " Tis ad irk rainy night; and I'm wet to the fltin; " And my way I have loft; and do, pray, let me in." I was mov'd with compaffion; and finking a light, I open'd the door ; when a boy ftood in fight, Who had wings on his... | |
 | John Nichols - Authors, English - 1814 - 812 pages
...And ' Who is it (I call'd) that my sleep thus destroys ?' ' You need not be frighten'd, he answered mild, Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child ; 'Tis a dark rainy night ; and I'm wet to the skin ; And my way I have lost ; and tlo, pray, let me in.' I was mov'd with compassion ; and, striking... | |
 | John Nichols - Authors, English - 1814 - 830 pages
...And ' Who is it (I call'd) that my sleep thus destroys ?' ' You need not be frighten'd, he answered mild, Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child ; Tis a dark rainy night ; and Tin wet to the skin ; And my way 1 have lost ; and do, pray, let me in.' I was mov'd with compassion... | |
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Who is it (I call'd) that my fleep thus deftroys ?" " You need not be frighten'd, he anfwered mild, " Let me in ; I'ma little unfortunate child ; " 'Tis a dark rainy night ; and I'm wet to the fkin ; " And my way I have loft ; and do, pray, let me in. 