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Teokset Teokset 41 - 50 / 187 haulle I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song,....
" 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 304
1821
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 603 sivua
...light. 1 play'da sad and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that fitted well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a...well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her lace. I told her of the Knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And how for ten long years...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...my joy, my Genevieve ! She loves me hest, 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 fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...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 — An old rude song that fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest...

The poetical and dramatic works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838
...joy, ray Genevieve ! She loves me hest, 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 sang that fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes...

The New monthly belle assemblée, Nide 19

...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 ! ii But when I told the cruel scorn Tbat...

The Young Lady's Reader

Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 458 sivua
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, 1 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...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 546 sivua
...of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my harp, Amid the ling'ring light. 1 play'da sad nnd 7/ fitted well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flittini* blush, With downcast eyes and modest...

Selections from the British Poets, Nide 2

1840
...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...

Miniature Romances from the German: With Other Prolusions of Light Literature

Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - 324 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...rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. Di rossore suffusa Ella ascoltava, Con occhi bassi e alteramente umile ; Che sapea, come intento io...

Miniature romances from the German: with other prolusions of light literature

Friedrich Heinrich Karl La Motte-Fouqué (Freiherr de) - 1841 - 324 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 well That ruin wild and hoary. 27 Di rossore sufiusa Ella ascoltava,...




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