 Fade in the warmth of that great charity ; And hard it is, she thinks, to have no will; But not to bless these thousands, harder still : With that, a keen and quivering glance of tears Scarce moves her patient mouth, and disappears ; A smile is underneath,...  Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal - Side 139redigeret af - 1816Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Leigh Hunt - 1816 - 144 sider
...homage glow, A home to leave, and husband yet to see, Fade in the warmth of that great charity ; 9 And hard it is, she thinks, to have no will ; But...rise, The dress of bridal white, and the dark curls i Bedding an airy coronet of pearls ? There's not in all that crowd one gallant being, \ Whom if his... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1819 - 144 sider
...shade, And Goido issues with the princely maid, And sits ; — the courtiers fall on either side ; But every look is fixed upon the bride, Who pensive...balmy rise, The dress of bridal white, and the dark curia Bedding an airy coronet of pearls ? There's not in all that crowd one gallant being, Whom if... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1832 - 448 sider
...shade, And Guido issues with the princely maid, And sits ; — the courtiers fall on either side ; But every look is fixed upon the bride, Who pensive...the day. What need I tell of lovely lips and eyes, A perfect waist, and bosom's balmy rise ? There's not in all that crowd a gallant being, Whom if his... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1832 - 438 sider
...maid, And sits ; — the courtiers fall on either side ; But every look is fixed upon the bride, AVho pensive comes at first, and hardly hears The enormous...the day. What need I tell of lovely lips and eyes, A perfect waist, and bosom's balmy rise ? There's not in all that crowd a gallant being, Whom if his... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1844 - 142 sider
...faces that with grateful homage glow, A home to leave, and husband yet to see, Fade in the warmths of that great charity ; And hard it is, she thinks,...the day. What need I tell of lovely lips and eyes, A perfect waist, and bosom's balmy rise? There's not in all that crowd a gallant being, Whom if his heart... | |
 | 1845 - 614 sider
...that, a keen and quivering glance of tears Scarce moves ner patient mouth, and disappears; A smite is underneath, and breaks away, And round she looks...the day What need I tell of lovely lips and eyes, A perfect waist, and bosom's balmy rise ? There's not in all that crowd a gallant being, Whom if his... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 sider
...thousands harder still. With that a keen and quivering sense of tears Scarce moves her sweet proud lip and disappears; A smile is underneath and breaks away...And round she looks and breathes as best befits the d«y. What need I tell of cheeks and lips and eyes The locks that fall, and bosom's balmy rise 1 Beauty's... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 sider
...thousands harder still. With that a keen and quivering sense of tears Scarce moves her sweet proud lip and disappears ; A smile is underneath and breaks away And round she looks and breathes as best beflts the day. What need I tell of cheeks and lips and eyes The locks that fall, and bosom's balmy... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 sider
...and quivering sense of tears Scarce moves her sweet proud lip and disappears ; A smile is underaeath and breaks away And round she looks and breathes as best befits the day. What need I tell of cheeks and lips and eyes The locks that fall, and bosom's balmy rise 1 Beauty's whole soul is here,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 sider
...thousands harder still. With that a keen and quivering sense of tears Scarces moves her sweet proud lip and disappears ; A smile is underneath and breaks...breathes as best befits the day. What need I tell of cheeks and lips and eyes The locks that fall, and bosom's balmy rise ? Beauty's whole soul is here,... | |
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