 I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That...  Literature Reader - Side 97af Leroy E. Armstrong - 1916Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1809 - 572 sider
...poet drawn such a nymph in a style of superior excellence ) She looked down to blush, and she'tooked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. We shall not neglect the lighter departments of poetry, because, in a work like this, they are indispensably... | |
 | 1808 - 556 sider
...in, Scotland more lovely by hi, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar. " The bride-killed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off...wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blufh, and (he looked up to figh, With a \n lit' on her lips, and a teat in her eye. He took her foft... | |
 | 1808 - 416 sider
...but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drin.k one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland...kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed oft' the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked np to sigh, With... | |
 | 1808 - 560 sider
...fen, And, with their cries discontent mix'd, Grumbled and yelled the pipes betwixt." writing nonsense. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. The senseless inanity of such lines but felt by parody. Let us try another: She. looked down to eat,... | |
 | 1809 - 914 sider
...but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland...lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochmvar." The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed oft' the wine, and he threw... | |
 | 1810 - 928 sider
...but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland...bride to the young Lochinvar." The bride kissed the goblrt ; the. knight took it up, He quaffed off t)\c wine, and he. threw down the cup. She looked down... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 386 sider
...but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, ,To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland...gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar." The bride kiss'd the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup ; She... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 330 sider
...Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now I am come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far That would gladly bebride to theyoungLocHiuvAR." The bride kiss'd the goblet, the knight took it tip, He quaff'd off... | |
 | 1813 - 410 sider
...but ebbs like its tide;— And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland...gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar." The bride kiss'd the goblet: the knight took it up, He quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1818 - 372 sider
...more lovely hy far, That would gladly he hride to the young Lochinvar.'-' The hride kissed the gohlet; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to hlush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft... | |
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