 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1909 - Страниц: 284
...romancing ; 15 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... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1909 - Страниц: 284
...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... | |
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustine Pyre, Karl Young - 1910 - Страниц: 1174
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star; !5 And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark out; 3>5 't was Venus from her isle, And wondered .where she 'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of politics... | |
 | 1911 - Страниц: 272
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 | 1912 - Страниц: 492
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 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - Страниц: 828
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star; 15 And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark is? and does not the unpleasantness of the first commend...ҨÀ 0 " 1916 the cold blowing airs. We climb'd on the grav 23 And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked. — of politics or prayers, — Of Southey's... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - Страниц: 806
...romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star; 15 And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, 23 And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of polities or prayers, — Of Southey's... | |
 | 1918 - Страниц: 2030
...romancing: She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced, — oh, heaven, her dancing! 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 sparrows. She talked of politics or prayers,— Of Southey's prose, or... | |
 | 1920 - Страниц: 1016
...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... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1921 - Страниц: 168
...represented as drawing her chariot. Cp. No. 74. 63. So also Praed in The Bdle of the Ball-Boom : " 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... | |
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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,... 
