 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...rose, " Forever and ever, mine." And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clashed in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet That whenever a March wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet, In violets... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - Страниц: 936
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash d in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood. For I heard your tivulet fall Fiointhelaketothemeiidowandontothewoort, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; From the... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 724
...ro*c, ' For ever and ever, mine.* And ihe soul of the rose went into my Ulood, As the music clash 'd in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood,...that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - Страниц: 176
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; 7. He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - Страниц: 180
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' 6. And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; 7. He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 498
...soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash 'd in the hall; And long by the garden-lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake...that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet, That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 1416
...ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As-the music clash 'd in the ball ; -':-'.! long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your...fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Oar wood, that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet '1 I/at whenever... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 1428
...rose, ' For erer and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the mosfc clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet foil From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood. Our wood, that Is dearer than all ; From the meadow... | |
 | University magazine - 1855 - Страниц: 776
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' " And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I hoard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow, and on to the wood, Our wood, that U dearer than... | |
 | John Sullivan Dwight - 1856 - Страниц: 428
...soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clashed in the hall ; And long by the garden hike I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake...meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer tlmn all; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the... | |
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He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which we meet And the valleys of Paradise. 
