Sibylline LeavesDoubleday, 1817 - 238 páginas |
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Página 42
... gazes at it , Till lost in inward vision , with wet eye She gazes idly - But that entrance , Mother ! - FOSTER - MOTHER . Can no one hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My 42.
... gazes at it , Till lost in inward vision , with wet eye She gazes idly - But that entrance , Mother ! - FOSTER - MOTHER . Can no one hear . It is a perilous tale ! No one ? MARIA . FOSTER - MOTHER . My 42.
Página 98
... gazed Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight , And that he cross'd the mountain - woods , Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the savage den , And sometimes from the ...
... gazed Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight , And that he cross'd the mountain - woods , Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the savage den , And sometimes from the ...
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... gazed upon my face . " Twas partly Love , and partly Fear , And partly ' twas a bashful art , That I might rather feel , than see , The swelling of her heart . I calm'd her fears , and she was calm , And told her love with virgin ...
... gazed upon my face . " Twas partly Love , and partly Fear , And partly ' twas a bashful art , That I might rather feel , than see , The swelling of her heart . I calm'd her fears , and she was calm , And told her love with virgin ...
Página 106
... gazed . She , sportive tyrant ! with her left hand plucks The heads of tall flowers that behind her grow , Lychnis , and willow - herb , and fox - glove bells ; And suddenly , as one that toys with time , Scatters them on the pool ...
... gazed . She , sportive tyrant ! with her left hand plucks The heads of tall flowers that behind her grow , Lychnis , and willow - herb , and fox - glove bells ; And suddenly , as one that toys with time , Scatters them on the pool ...
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... gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales , And cots and villages embowered below , The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair , nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest , and call it home ...
... gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales , And cots and villages embowered below , The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair , nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest , and call it home ...
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