 | Hugh I'Anson Fausset - 1926 - 368 páginas
...my 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...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.' Or in: 'Wait only till the hand of eve Hath wholly closed yon western bars, And through the dark we... | |
 | John Dover Wilson - 1927 - 308 páginas
...joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. 20 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1928 - 212 páginas
...joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. 20 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, 25 With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could... | |
 | Edgar Simmons Buchanan, Philip Hanson Hiss - 1929 - 312 páginas
...my 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...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... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1929 - 688 páginas
...and ah ! 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 gazed Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed... | |
 | Henry Charlton Beck - 1983 - 368 páginas
...for all the charm of Port Republic, is where we are going now. 239 22 THE JERSEY DEVIL "I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary." SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE BY NOW IT MAY BE that New Jersey's most celebrated of all unwanted children... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 260 páginas
...statue of the armed Knight She stood and listen'd to my harp, 35 Amid the ling'ring light. 1 play'da sad and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story, An old rude song, that fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. 40 She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and... | |
 | Inga Bryden - 1998 - 312 páginas
...riper days, with .I Hiigiifiiiil. or 7ht /Vurr/'/W Rnmli.il oI'Millais. "I played a soft and dolcl'ul air. I sang an old and moving story— An old rude...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.'' If ever pencil gave the tender pathos and suggested the moving cadences of a poet's verse this lovely... | |
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I played a soft and doleful air, I 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 I could not choose But gaze upon... 
