 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1897 - 380 страници
...Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed...missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, Brought in the olden time from France, and since, as an heirloom, Handed down from mother to child,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1897 - 118 страници
...she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. 70 Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell...long street she passed, with her chaplet of beads 2 and her missal, 3 Wearing her Norman cap and her kirtle of blue, and the ear. rings 75 Brought in... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1897 - 488 страници
...heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the 15 maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while...upon them, Down the long street she passed with her chaplets of beads and her missal, 5 Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue and the earrings,... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1897 - 252 страници
...Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the \a maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday'morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy...upon them, Down the long street she passed with her chaplets of beads and her missal, 5 Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue and the earrings,... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1897 - 252 страници
...was her breath as the breath of the kine that feed in the meadows, When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the 15 Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Andrew Lang, Donald Grant Mitchell - 1898 - 578 страници
...beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of the kine that feed in the Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was...upon them, Down the long street she passed with her chaplets of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the earrings,... | |
 | Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl - 1899 - 432 страници
...was her breath as the breath of the kine that feed in the meadows, When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed...upon them, Down the long street she passed with her chaplets of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the earrings,... | |
 | 1899 - 770 страници
...Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed...ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she wrien, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret 440 441 Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 968 страници
...Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed...priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatter! blessings upon them, Down the long street she passed, with her chaplct of beads and her missal,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1901 - 488 страници
...bore to the reapers at noontide "lagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden, "airer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from...holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop .prinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them, Down the long street she passed, wjth... | |
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Black were 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 breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. 
