 | Cheltenham College - 1868 - 570 sider
...daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one...Lochinvar." The bride kiss'd the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up... | |
 | Michael Harrison, Christopher Stuart-Clark - 2004 - 166 sider
...daughter, my suit you denied; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one...Lochinvar The bride kiss'd the goblet: the knight took it up. He quaff 'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up... | |
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She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar, " Now tread we a measure, 
