 | 1853 - 560 páginas
...my joy, my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. J played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 714 páginas
...<oy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. " . r She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 páginas
...joy ! ihy Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That rain wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 páginas
...! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing — The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 páginas
...joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rnde song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 792 páginas
...'oy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | M E. Hammond - 1858 - 352 páginas
...handsome, and he touched the harp with the hand of a master : •" He played a soft and doleful air, He sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. " She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, he could not... | |
 | Emma Robinson - 1858 - 418 páginas
...relied on as a faithful picture of the times and deeds of the heroic restorer of the French monarchy. " An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary." What parts are invented or elucidated in a novel manner by the said minstreless, is left to the discrimination... | |
 | Elizabeth Strutt - 1859 - 496 páginas
...deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own." pause — " She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave me, that I gazed Too fondly on her face. But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 páginas
...ah .' J The deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace, And she forgave me, that I gaz'd Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed... | |
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