 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 oldal
...once, To the high lLima's brow, more melancholy, 1'ut clear, and with a wild anil liquid glance, Ilcait on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, aud sunny as her skies. XLVI. Eve of the land which still is Paradise! Italian beauty ! did'st them... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild...her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. XL VI. Eve of the land which still is Paradise I Italian Beauty ! didst thou not inspire Raphael,*... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 310 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild...her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Eve of the land which still is Paradise ! Italian beauty ' didst thou not inspire Raphael ', who died... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 370 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild...glance, Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, XJLVI. Eve of the land which still is Paradise ! Italian beauty ! didst thou not inspire Raphael, (4)... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild...her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Raphael, who died in thy embrace, and vies With all we know of heaven, or can desire, In what he hath... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson - 1824 - 126 oldal
...bloom'd ; Blushes that rose upon her swarthy cheek, 'Twas nature's language, and did all but speak. Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Her lips like coral reddening through the ware, Which draws the diver to the crimson cave ; Not like... | |
 | 1830 - 626 oldal
...as last month. Alberto astonished on Isadore unveiling herself.— p. 186. THE ITALIAN TRAVELLERS. " Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes; Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies." The beaming brightness of a fine autumnal evening was fast sinking into night, " and twilight grey... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson (of Cockermouth.) - 1824 - 132 oldal
...bloom'd; Blushes that rose upon her swarthy cheek, 'Twas nature's language, and did all but speak. Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sun ny as her skies. Her lips like coral reddening through the ware, Which draws the diver to the crimson... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 916 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high damds brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild...her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Eve of the land which still is Paradise! Italian beauty ! didst thou not inspire Raphael,4 who died... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 oldal
...black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, aud soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Eve of the land which still is... | |
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From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, and soul... 
