 | 1840 - Страниц: 368
...hour, When midway on the mount I lay Beside the min'd tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there,...sorrows hath she of her own, 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - Страниц: 582
...When midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd lower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Hod assive of our leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay. Amid... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - Страниц: 588
...tenderness, of thoughtfulness, not mournful but akin to melancholy, will make the two seem as sisters. " Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy, my Genevieve ; She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve." — " No, never came... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - Страниц: 584
...tenderness, of thoughtfulness, not mournful but akin to melancholy, will make the two seem as sisters. " Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy, my Gencvieve ; She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve." — " No, never came... | |
 | Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - Страниц: 336
...hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 504
...blended with the lights of Eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight...sorrows hath she of her own, 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... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 480
...hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The Moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of Eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - Страниц: 484
...hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid... | |
 | 1843 - Страниц: 434
...When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene, Bad blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear tienevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 746
...hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, a garland cull For thee who art so beautiful ? 0 happy pleasure ! h jov, My own dear Geneviève ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She... | |
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When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, ' Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve... 
