The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pined : and ah ! The deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; And she forgave me that I gazed... The curate and the rector - Side 130af Elizabeth Strutt - 1859Fuld visning - Om denne bog
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 sider
...and, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that I gaz'd Too fondly on her Face ! But when I told the cruel scorn Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 sider
...Air, I sang an old and moving Story — An old rude Song that fitted well The Ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her Face, 13Q I told her of tke Knight, that... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 sider
...Air, I sang an old and moving Story — An old rude Song that fitted well The Ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace For vfel she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her Face. J told her of the Knight, that wore Upon... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 sider
...Air, I.sang an old and moving Story— An old rude Song that fitted .well The Ruin wild and hoary.. She listen'd with a flitting Blush With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; For well she knew,- I could not choose But gaze upon her Face.. I told her of the Knight, that wore... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 sider
...Air, I sang an old and moving Story—- An old rude Song that fitted well The Ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But -gaze upon her Face. 131 I told her of the Knight, that... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 sider
...low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listened with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest...fondly on her Face ! But when I told the cruel scorn Which crazed this bold and lovely Knight, And that he crossed the mountain woods Nor rested day nor... | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 sider
...low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listened with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that J gazed Too fondly on her Face ! But when I told the cruel scorn Which crazed this bold and lovely... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 sider
...ah ! The deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. • She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast...on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night;... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 sider
...air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild arid hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not chuse But gaze upon her face. I told her of the Knight that wore Upon... | |
| 1820 - 774 sider
...air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not chuse But gaze upon her face. I told her of the Knight that wore Upon... | |
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