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" Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright. "
The Works of Thomas Hood...: Complete poetical works - Sivu 148
tekijä(t) Thomas Hood - 1861
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Forget me not; a Christmas and new year's present. (Ed. by F. Shoberl).

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...eyes her tresses fell — Which were darkest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light Which had else been all too bright ; And her hat with shady brim Made her forehead darkly dim : Thus she stood among the stooks, Praising God with her sweet looks. Sure, I said,...

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Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 sivua
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks, Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...stood amid the stocks Praising God with sweetest looks : — SHK's up and gone, the graceless girl ! And robh'd my failing years ; My hlood hefore was thin...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 sivua
...dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stocks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come. Share my harvest and my home. SHE'S up and gone, the graceless girl ! And robb'd my failing years ;...

Gems of the Modern Poets: With Biographical Notices

Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou...

Prose and Verse, Niteet 1–2

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean, Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest...

Prose and Verse, Nide 1

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean, Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest...

A Love Gift for ...

1841 - 178 sivua
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...her tressy forehead dim; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks :— Sure, I said, Heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st...




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