 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...  The Etonian - Sivu 3141821Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 sivua
...My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air ; I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited wel] That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace;... | |
 | George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - 1923 - 864 sivua
...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... | |
 | Friedrich W. D. Brie - 1923 - 328 sivua
...an old and moving story — A d rude song, that suited well 24 ' ruin wild and hoary. ! She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest...she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face. 28 I told her of the Knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand; And that for ' ten long years... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 sivua
...loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. •*» I played a soft and doleful .nr, I sang an old and moving story^ An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. »4 She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 408 sivua
...old and moving story, — An old mde 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, 1 could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the Knight that wore Upon 1'is shield a burning... | |
 | Frederick Alexander Manchester, William Frederic Giese - 1926 - 906 sivua
...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... | |
 | Hugh I'Anson Fausset - 1926 - 366 sivua
...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 - 310 sivua
...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 sivua
...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... | |
 | Henry Charlton Beck - 1983 - 368 sivua
...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... | |
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