 | 1822 - Страниц: 932
...every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart—- It haunts me -ml. though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it haqgs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1822 - Страниц: 178
...every golden clasp; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, tho' many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - Страниц: 492
...every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1823 - Страниц: 218
...every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, tho' many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | Ebenezer Mack - 1824 - Страниц: 292
...every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart. It haunts me still — though many a year has fledLike some wild melody. Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - Страниц: 676
...The symmetry of form and feature, set The soul afloat, even like delicious airs But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart. Rogers' s Italy. BED. Oh, thou gentle scene Of sweet repose, where, by th' oblivious draught Of each... | |
 | John Arliss - 1825 - Страниц: 382
...every golden clasp; ' And on her hrow, fairer than alahaster, , A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth. The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, tho' many a year has fleo\ Like some wild melody! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | Harriet Vaughan Cheney - 1826 - Страниц: 324
...and of course shall take care not to make a breach upon your laws.' CHAPTER VI. ' But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart. ROGERS. MAJOR ATHKRTOST embraced the earliest opportunity, which the unwearied attentions of his host... | |
 | 1826 - Страниц: 434
...every golden clasp, And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart— It haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody. Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
 | 1827 - Страниц: 492
...every golden clasp ; And on her brow fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, tho' many a year has fled, Like some wild melody ! Along it hangs Over a mouldering heir-loom,... | |
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Her vest of gold Broidered with flowers, and clasped from head to foot: An emerald stone in every golden clasp; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, — The overflowings... 
