 | Thomas Moore - 1872 - 660 sider
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount8 Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd To the fair child,... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 418 sider
...winged flowers or flying gems: And near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small temple's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. VI. Then swift his haggard brow he turned... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 432 sider
...temple's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. VI. Then swift his haggard brow he turned To the fair child, who fearless sat — Though never yet hath day-beam burned Upon a brow more fierce than that — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 874 sider
...flowers or flying gems :— And, near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, - W turu'd To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam burn'd Upon a brow more... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 sider
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tired with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turned To the fair child, who fearless sat, Thougli never yet hath day-beam burned Upon a brow more... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 246 sider
...(lowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tired with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow lie turned -To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet liath day-beam burned Upou a brow... | |
 | Alfonzo Gardiner - 1874 - 106 sider
...Impatient fling him down to drink. LESSON 26— Continued. Then swift his haggard*s brow he turn'd (6o) To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam bum'd*r Upon a brow more fierce than that — Sultenly*s fierce— a mixture dire,*0 Like thunder clouds... | |
 | Alfred Macleod - 1877 - 238 sider
...winged flowers or flying gems : and near the boy, who, tired with play, now nestling 'mid the roses lay, she saw a wearied man dismount from his hot steed, and on the brink of a small temple's rustic fount impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turned to the... | |
 | Code poetical reader - 1877 - 168 sider
...winged flowers or flying gems. And near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink 60 Of a small imaret's * rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard * brow... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1878 - 232 sider
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's9 rustic fount, Impatient, fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard10 brow he turn'd... | |
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mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. 
