 Though they sound in my ear like despair. Saw you a child with golden hair ? 'Twas love, his eyes so sweetly shining, All hearts to tenderness inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when, hand link'd in hand, We pass'd o'er scenes of fairy...  The Soldier's Orphan - Էջ 14Mrs. Costello - 1809Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 էջ
...shining, All hearts to tenderness inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when handlink'din hand, We pass'd o'er scenes of fairy land ; But he...me, unpitied, to fate ! And o'er my sinking head the storm blew desolate. Then he whom I lov'd — but I will not complain, Tho' I never, oh never, shall... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1872 - 556 էջ
...sweetly shining, All hearts to tenderness inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when, hand link'd in hand, We pass'd o'er scenes of fairy land...me, unpitied, to fate ! And o'er my sinking head the storm blew desolate. Then he whom I lov'd — but I will not complain, Though T never, oh never, shall... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1872 - 592 էջ
...tenderness inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when, hand link'd in hand, We p.iss'd o'er scenes of fairy land ; But he left me, unpitied, to fate ! And o'er my sinking head the storm blew desolate. Then he whom I lov'd — but I will not complain, Though I never, oh never, shall... | |
 | 1872 - 552 էջ
...inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when, hand link'd in hand. We pass'd o'er scones of fairy land ; But he left me, unpitied, to fate ! And o'er my sinking head the storm blew desolate. Then he whom I lov'd — but I will not complain, Though I never, oh never, shall... | |
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