 Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Էջ 21820Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | 1843 - 434 էջ
...She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen 'd to my harp Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of...that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, 1 sung an old and moving story — An old rude song that fitted well The ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 էջ
...Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 էջ
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lmgering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope !...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve, I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 էջ
...Geneviève ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened eoline. Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They pa Geneviève ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 էջ
...Geneviève! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened h nothing is required to remove but a little dexterity of conduct and readiness of exped Geneviève ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 էջ
...me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me." Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy,...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I playeia soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving- story — An old rude song that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 էջ
...Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...hope! my joy ! my Genevieve She loves me best whene'er Ising The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 էջ
...Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve I play'da sofi and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 էջ
...Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 էջ
...Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve ' I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
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