| 1845 - 608 страници
...First in order is the young and laughing Lilian : 'Airy, fairy Lilian, Flitting fairy Lilian, When 1 ask her if she love me, Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing nil she can ; She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian ' Next we have the wifely Isabel:... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 страници
...outwelleth, The babbling runnel crispeth, The hollow grot replieth Where Claribel low-lieth. LILIAN. AIRY, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I...Pleasance in love-sighs She, looking thro' and thro' me So innocent-arch, so cunning-simple, From beneath her gather'd wimple Glancing with black-beaded eyes,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 260 страници
...outwelleth, The babbling runnel crispeth, The hollow grot replieth Where Claribel low-lieth. LILIAN. AIRY, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I...Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing all she can ; She 'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian. When my passion seeks Pleasance in love-sighs... | |
| John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 страници
...(Enones of his fancy, and observing the phenomena of the " consuming fire" in the spirits of each. '' Airy, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she loves me, Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing all she can ; She'll not tell me if she love me,... | |
| Thomas Powell - 1849 - 324 страници
...poetry : " Airy-fairy Lilian, Flitting-fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love mo Claps her tiny hand above me, Laughing all she can, She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian." These lines, however, have a rich lingering beauty of diction quite delicious to the ear. " Thou art... | |
| Thomas Powell - 1849 - 320 страници
...several stanzas : — the following tinkle too is not poetry : " Airy-fairy Lilian, Flittiug-fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love me Claps her tiny hand above me, Laughing all she can, She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian." These... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 страници
...outwelleth, The babbling runnel crispeth. The hollow grot replieth Where Clarihel low-lieth. LILIAN. AIRY, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I...Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing all she can ; She 'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian. When my passion seeks Pleasance in love-sighs... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 страници
...outwelleth, The babbling runnel crispeth, The hollow grot replieth Where Claribel low-lieth. LILIAN. AIRY, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I...Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing all she can; She '11 not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian. When my passion seeks Pleasance in love-sighs,... | |
| Thomas Powell - 1851 - 216 страници
...: — " Airy-fairy Lilian, Flittlng-fairy Lilian, When 1 ask her if she love me Claps her tiny hand above me, Laughing all she can, She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian." These lines, however, have a rich lingering beauty of diction quite delicious to the ear. B " Thou... | |
| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 страници
...soft Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea, All looking down for the love of me. Lilian. Airy, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I...passion seeks Pleasance in love-sighs, She , looking through and through me, Thoroughly to undo me, Smiling, never speaks: So innocent-arch , so cunning-simple,... | |
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