 Tis but to make a trial of our love !" And filled his glass to all ; but his hand shook, And soon from guest to guest the panic spread. 'Twas but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back and flying still, Her ivory -tooth imprinted...  Italy, a poem [by S.Rogers]. - Стр. 127авторы: Samuel Rogers - 1822 - Страниц: 222Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Richard Green Parker - 1854 - Страниц: 504
...all; but his hand shook, And soon from guest to guest the panic spread. "T was but that instant sne had left Francesco, Laughing, and looking back and...But now, alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from thaf hour could any thing be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1854 - Страниц: 494
...but that instant she had left FRANCESCO, Laughing and looking back and flying still, Her ivory-tooth imprinted on his finger But now, alas ! she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed But that she was not ! — Weary of his life, FRANCESCO flew to VENICE, and forthwith... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - Страниц: 530
...filled his glass to all ; but his hand shook, And soon from guest to guest the panic spread. T was but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing...she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking,... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1855 - Страниц: 520
...the panic spread. 'Twas but that instant she had left Francisco, Laughing and looking back and Hying still, Her ivory tooth imprinted on his finger ; But,...guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francisco flew to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. The father lived, and... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - Страниц: 362
...It haunts me still, though many a year hath fled, Like some wild melody." Now for the latter — " She was an only child — her name Ginevra, — The...she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and, embarking,... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - Страниц: 360
...many a year hath fled, Like some wild melody." Now for the latter— " She was an only child—her name Ginevra,— The joy, the pride of an indulgent...she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed, But that she was not! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and, embarking,... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - Страниц: 338
...Francesco. Great was the joy ; but at the Bridal feast, When all sate down, the Bride was wanting there. Nor was she to be found ! Her Father cried : " 'Tis...she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed, But that she was not ! — Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and forthwith... | |
 | Amusing poetry - 1857 - Страниц: 266
...but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back, and flying still, Her ivory-tooth imprinted on his finger. But now, alas ! she was not...be found ; 'Nor from that hour could any thing be guess'd But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and forthwith Flung it... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - Страниц: 394
...but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back, and flying still, Her ivory-tooth imprinted on his finger. But now, alas! she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed But that she was not! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and forthwith... | |
 | F. Macgill - 1858 - Страниц: 480
...but at the bridal feast, When all sat down, the bride was wanting there. Nor was she to be found I Her father cried, 'Tis but to make a trial of our...now, alas ! she was not to be found ; Nor from that how, -could anything be guessed, But, that she 'was hot ! 'Weary of h is 1 in-, Frencesco flew to Venice,... | |
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