| George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 էջ
...addrest ; But soon he saw the brisk awak'ning viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov 'd the best. 85 low the steps of the man of 90 Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone3 unbound, And... | |
| Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 էջ
...viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, 85 - kissed the strings, Loved framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round; 90 Loose were her tresses seen,... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 806 էջ
...have thought, who heard the strain, 85 They saw in Tempe's vale 1 her native maids Amidst the vestal round ; go Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound, And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 828 էջ
...have thought, who heard the strain, 85 They saw in Tcmpe's vale 1 her native maids Amidst the vestal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing,...the strings, Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round; 90 Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound, And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would... | |
| Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 436 էջ
...addressed; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the... | |
| Ernest Rhys - 1921 - 434 էջ
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| Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 էջ
...addresl; But soon he saw the brisk-awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best; They would have thought, who heard the strain. They...saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids. Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing. While, as his flying ringers kissed the... | |
| David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 էջ
...entrancing Voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought who heard the Strain, They saw in Tempi's Vale her native Maids, Amidst the festal sounding...Strings, LOVE fram'd with Mirth, a. gay fantastic Round, Loose were Her Tresses seen, her Zone unbound, And HE amidst his frolic Play, As if he would... | |
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