Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.
Oliver Goldsmith CXXXVIII. When lovely woman stoops to follyW
And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy,
What art can wash her guilt away?
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover
And wring his bosom, is—to die.