 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1902 - Страниц: 516
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd, — of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets ; Of daggers or... | |
 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1902 - Страниц: 508
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And when she danced — O Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, She talk'd, — of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets; Of daggers or... | |
 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1902 - Страниц: 506
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And when she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, She talk'd, — of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets; Of daggers or... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1903 - Страниц: 166
...represented as drawing her chariot. Cp. No. 74. 63. So also Praed in The Belle of the Ball-Room: " Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows." 7. On's, on his. 8. crystal, 'fairness' (FTP). But this explanation... | |
 | Robert D. Blackman - 1904 - Страниц: 1196
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced — 0 heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where sho'd left her sparrows. She talked of politics or prayers, Of Southey's prose or Wordsworth's... | |
 | 1904 - Страниц: 876
...romancing: She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced, — O Heaven ! her dancing. Dark was her hair; her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely...Shot right and left a score of arrows : I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. She talked of politics or... | |
 | John Henry Fowler - 1904 - Страниц: 516
...represented as drawing her chariot. Cp. No. 74. 63. So also Praed in The Belle of the Ball-Room : " Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows." 7. On's, on his. 8. crystal, 'fairness' (FTP). But this explanation... | |
 | 1907 - Страниц: 398
...romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely...Isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd, — of politics or prayers,• — Or Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets, — Of... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - Страниц: 654
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced — О Heaven, her danc Dark was her hair, her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely...of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparro* • » She talked, — of politics or prayers, — Of Southey's... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - Страниц: 616
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star; 15 And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely...score of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, 23 And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of polities or prayers, — Of Southey's... | |
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Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ! Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle,... 
