 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 sider
...joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best , whene'er I sing The songs. that mate her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. % She listen' d with a ßitting blush, lVith downcast eyes and modest grace, For well she knew . I could... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 sider
...an old and moving story ; An old rude song, that fitted well The ruins wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace, For well she knew I could not chuse But gaze upon her face. I told her of the Knight who wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And... | |
 | 1820 - 784 sider
...my lay, Amid the lingering light Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | 1820 - 496 sider
...! my joy ! my Genevivre She loves me best, wheneVr I sing The song* that make her griere. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An u'd rude tong, that suited well That ruin wild and hoar* She listened with a flitting blush, V- itii... | |
 | 1820 - 696 sider
...harmony of expression, flow, and rhyme, with the feelings conveyed in these stanzas : — •' I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd, with a flitting blush, 'With downcast eyes and modest grace: For well she knew I could not... | |
 | 1821 - 410 sider
...harmony of expression, flow, and rhyme, with the feelings conveyed in these stanzas : — " I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd, with a flitting blush, • With downcast eyes and modest grace : For well she knew I could... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1822 - 430 sider
...An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd, with a flitting blnsli, With downcast eyes and modest grace : For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upou her face. I told her of the Knight who wore Upon liia shield a. burning brand ; And that for ten... | |
 | 1822 - 418 sider
...my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | William Bennet - 1822 - 298 sider
...look round,) her disorder could no longer be concealed, and she abruptly left the room. CHAPTER IT. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; And she forgave me that I gazM, Too fondly on her face. CoLERIDGE. THE interview between Sydenham... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 444 sider
...my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The song that makes her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew I could not... | |
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She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he wooed The lady of... 
