 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sider
...scorn'd the lore she brought me; My only books Were Woman's looks, And Folly's all they've taught me. f Like him the Sprite' Whom maids by night Oft meet...But, while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away. O! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 sider
...me, My only books Were Woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me. II. Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him, the...Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted. * This alludes to a kind of Irish Fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the fields, at dusk... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 sider
...keep your eyei upon him, he is fixed and in your power; but the moment you look away (and he is ing» Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted....But, while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away. ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 sider
...brought me, My only books Were Woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me. n. Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted , Like him, the...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. III. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 sider
...me, My only books Were Woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me. II. Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted , Like him, the...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. HI. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 sider
...only books Were woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me ; Her smile, when Beauty granted, 1 hung with, gaze enchanted, Like him, the sprite,*...•But, while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, OU ! wiuds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ?, And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 sider
...they Ve taught me. Her smile when beauty granted. I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the sprite,4s Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted....But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Thomas Crofton Croker - 1825 - 396 sider
...granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the sprite,Whom maids by night, Oft meet in glen that 's haunted. Like him too beauty won me ; But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me." Mr. Moore, in a note on these words, apparently with more... | |
 | Thomas Crofton Croker - 1825 - 386 sider
...the Irish Melodies this point of superstition is thus happily explained — " Her smile when beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the sprite, Whom maids by night, Oft meet in glen that 's haunted. Like him too beauty won me ; But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was... | |
 | Thomas Crofton Croker - 1826 - 366 sider
...the Irish Melodies this point of superstition is thus happily explained — " Her smile when beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the...while her eyes were on me : If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me." Mr. Moore, in a note on these words, apparently with more... | |
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Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him, the Sprite, Whom maids by night, Oft meet in glen that's haunted. 
