 Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!  The Benares Magazine - Страница 4491850Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1848 - 780 страници
...of bathos, that we have met with, since we read Martinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in Poetry. "Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath a» the breath of tine that feed in the meadows." Oh, Mr. Longfellow ! was ever... | |
 | 1848 - 628 страници
...covered with snow-flakes ; White aa the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak leaves ; Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....eyes, as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way- side ; Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ; Sweet was her... | |
 | 1848 - 1390 страници
...covered with snow-flakes ; , White as the snow were his locks, and his checks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet "was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
 | 1848 - 602 страници
...covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and bis cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 182 страници
...covered with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
 | 1848 - 734 страници
...the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. 1848.] Evangeline. [Feb., Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
 | 1848 - 722 страници
...of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angel»." 1848.] Evangeline. [Feb., Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
 | Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1848 - 628 страници
...cheeks as brown as oak leaves. That maiden of seventeen summers was fair to behold ; her eyes were black as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses. Her breath was sweet as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. Now, it is almost impossible to... | |
 | 1848 - 514 страници
...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown aa the oak-leaves. Pair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way- side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 176 страници
...covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers; Black were her eyes as the herry that grows on the thorn hy the way-side,— Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown... | |
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