 | 1866 - 234 páginas
...recommend this pattern as being an admirable fit and of the newest style. I IIk LOVE ON THE OCEAN WAVE. "The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth ; And watched how the veering wind did blow The smoke now west, now south : Then up and spoke an old sailor... | |
 | 1840 - 818 páginas
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The Skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 páginas
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west, now south.... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 688 páginas
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside tlie helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 páginas
...had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 páginas
...taken his little daughter, To bear him company. : Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 páginas
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The Skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 páginas
...had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee,... | |
 | Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1860 - 104 páginas
...ta'en his little daughter, To bear him company. 6 Blue were her eyes, as the fairy-flax. Her checks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, AVith his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke, now West, now South.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 páginas
...had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.... | |
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Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. 
