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" SHE stood breast high amid the corn, Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies... "
In My Lady's Name: Poems of Love and Beauty - 337. oldal
1896 - 394 oldal
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Forget me not; a Christmas and new year's present. (Ed. by F. Shoberl).

1827 - 480 oldal
...won. On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripen'd — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell — Which were darkest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light Which had else been all too bright ; And her...

The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. N 3 181 And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy...

The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 oldal
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush. Deeply ripened : — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim. Made her tressy forehead...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened : — such a hlush In the midst of brown was horn, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim. Made her tressy forehead...

Gems of the Modern Poets: With Biographical Notices

Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 oldal
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou...

Prose and Verse, 1-2. kötet

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...

A Love Gift for ...

1841 - 178 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...

Prose and Verse, 1. kötet

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 oldal
...On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...




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