 The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace — all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, Or blush, at least.  The Cornhill Magazine - 123. oldalSzerkesztette: - 1900Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1843 - 534 oldal
...her throat ;' such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart how shall I say ? too soon made glad,...whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The hough of... | |
 | Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 198 oldal
...her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say — too soon made...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West,... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 382 oldal
...her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say — too soon made...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West,... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1848 - 384 oldal
...thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart—how shall I say—too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West,... | |
 | Caroline Howard Gilman - 1848 - 320 oldal
...sunshine broken in the rill Though turned astray is sunshine still. MOORE — Lalla Rookh. 34. She has A heart . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, Too easily impressed ; she likes whate'er She looks on, and her looks go everywhere. Oh, Sir, she smiles no doubt Whene'er you... | |
 | 1849 - 538 oldal
...style of the majority of Mr. Browning's lyrics. The Italian's jealousy is thus finely indicated : — " She had A heart . . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, . . Too easily impress'd : — she liked whate'er She look'd on, and her looks went every where. — Sir, 'twas all... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 oldal
...her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart . . how shall I say ? . . too soon...whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favor at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 oldal
...her throat ;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say — too soon made...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her b/east, The dropping of the daylight in the West,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 oldal
...her throat ;" such stuff Was courtesy she thought ; and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say ? — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! my... | |
 | 1856 - 704 oldal
...throat ;' such stuff . 'Twas courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart— how shall I say? — too soon made...whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favor at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the west, The bougn of... | |
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