 | Herbert Milton Sylvester - 1909 - 400 oldal
...grew more ardent. What wonder! for " Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Ulack were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses I Sweet was her breath as the breath of the kine of the meadows." But the Gascon youth whom she had... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1909 - 426 oldal
...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers...the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, 25 Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1909 - 428 oldal
...with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers;...the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, 25 Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! When in the harvest heat... | |
 | 1910 - 408 oldal
...with snow-flakes; 23 White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers,...tresses! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that fed in the meadows, 30 When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed... | |
 | Henry Pendexter Emerson, Ida Catherine Bender - 1911 - 404 oldal
...what respect the things are alike: — 1. The muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. 2. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside. 3. His face was as round and red as the harvest moon. 4. The cruel rocks they gored her side Like the... | |
 | Henry Pendexter Emerson, Ida Catherine Bender - 1910 - 424 oldal
...what respect the things are alike : — 1. The muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. 2. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn bj the wayside. 3. His face was as round and red as the harvest moon. 4. The cruel rocks they gored... | |
 | 1904 - 484 oldal
...Longfellow. Part I., lines 65-81. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. School Work Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the...breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. {Narrative.) Tales from Shakespeare. — Lamb. Vision of Sir Launfal. — Lowell. Legends of the Rhine.... | |
 | Lillian Gertrude Kimball - 1911 - 318 oldal
...touches water. 13. Shocks of yellow hair like the silken floss of the maize hung over his shoulders. 14. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside. 15. The muscles of his brawny arms are strong as iron bands. 16. The turbulent river plunged on over... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1912 - 702 oldal
...with snow-flakes; \Vhite as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oakleaves. 45 Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....tresses! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that.feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide 50 Flagons of... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1912 - 696 oldal
...with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oakleaves. 45 Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses I Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she... | |
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Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside— Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! 
