 | 1830 - 484 Seiten
...Sb« was oar queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced,— oh, Heaven ! her dancing! f J)ark was her hair ; her hand was white ; ' "Her voice was...score of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows, •iu .; to ghe talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's... | |
 | 1830 - 482 Seiten
...romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our Mar ; And then she danced,— ob, Heaven ! her dancing ! " Dark was her hair ; her hand was white ; Her voice...score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle. And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. " She talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831 - 388 Seiten
...romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced, — Oh heaven, her dancing! IIL Dark was her hair; her hand was white ; Her voice...Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 't was Venus from her isle. And wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. IV. She talked — of politics,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831 - 396 Seiten
...subtlest spell by far Of all that set young hearts romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star; HI. Dark was her hair; her hand was white ; Her voice...every smile. Shot right and left a score of arrows; l thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. IV. She talked —... | |
 | 1832 - 426 Seiten
...; Her voice waaexqimHely lender ; Her ey««J were IUI1 of liquid light ¡ I never saw a waist t»o slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrow« ; Ilh'iught 'twas Venus from heriste, ABÍ wondsr'd whcie »he'd l«lt h«r iparrow«. She... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...look, her every smile, 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 or prayers, Of Southcy's prose or Wordsworth's sonnets. Of danglers or of dancing bears, Of battles or the last new... | |
 | 1838 - 332 Seiten
...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...smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows; I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 296 Seiten
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice...isle, I wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets ; Of daggers or of dancing... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 296 Seiten
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender, PR A ED S POEMS. Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 Seiten
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice...slender; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right ami left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, I wonder'd where «he'd left her... | |
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And then she danced, — oh, heaven, her dancing! 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... 
