 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck, Lura E. Runkel - 1921 - 680 oldal
...with snowflakes ; 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;...as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside ; 10 Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath... | |
 | Walter Wilbur Hatfield, Anne Laura McGregor - 1923 - 212 oldal
...Ninthgrade pupils should be sufficiently familiar with Longfellow to name these easily. Can you do it? Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Walter Wilbur Hatfield, Anne Laura McGregor - 1922 - 624 oldal
...Ninthgrade pupils should be sufficiently familiar with Longfellow to name these easily. Can you do it? Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1922 - 728 oldal
...snow-flakes ; \Vliitf as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. I Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....•Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thoru by the wayside, '> !:nk, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses 1... | |
 | Longfellow - 1922 - 722 oldal
...with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, amid his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows omi the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!... | |
 | William Thomson - 1923 - 582 oldal
...Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. | 2 i | ii I i |? ii | ii ii | ii ii | i ii' Black, yet how softly they gleamed be-neath the brown shade of her tresses. | 2 ^ i I | i* ii | 2 i | ii ii | ii ii | i ii' Built o'er a box for the poor, or the blessed image... | |
 | 1925 - 690 oldal
...painted a picture more satisfying to the Catholic mind than Longfellow in his immortal Evangeline. " Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! When, in the harvest heat, she bore to the reapers, at noontide, Flagons of home-brewed ale; ah!... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Edward Douglas Snyder - 1927 - 1288 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....the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide so Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah, fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn,... | |
 | Leon Kellner - 1927 - 162 oldal
...blutlose Schatten. Die Sprache ist einfach, volkstümlich. Um so mehr stören einige. gesuchte Vergleiche. Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. (Süß war ihr Atem wie der Atem der Kühe, die auf den Wiesen weiden.) Oder: Silently one by one,... | |
 | Leon Kellner - 1927 - 156 oldal
...Schatten. Die Sprache ist einfach, volkstümlich. Um so mehr stören einige gesuchte Vergleiche. Sweet wa§ her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. (Süß war ihr Atem wie der Atem der Kühe, die auf den Wiesen weiden.) Oder: Silently one by one,... | |
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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! 
