 | Christopher Anderson - 1848 - 432 страници
...bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit or confectionary plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd...Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humor interposed too often makes : All this still legible in mem'ry's page, And still to be so till... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - 1198 страници
...confectionery-plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed, By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed. All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall ; Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour, interposed, too often makes. All this, still legible... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 страници
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thine own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humor interposed too often makes ; All this, still legible... | |
 | Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 страници
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible... | |
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, Karl Young - 1911 - 1196 страници
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, 65 Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humor interposed too often makes; All this still... | |
 | 1912 - 440 страници
...confectionery plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humor interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | Percy Adams Hutchinson - 1912 - 572 страници
...confectionery plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | William Henry Hudson - 1914 - 362 страници
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed : All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | James Alexander Roy - 1914 - 196 страници
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed : All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes, That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1915 - 390 страници
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed, — All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall, — Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humor interposed too often makes ; All this still legible... | |
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Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid... 
