 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! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows.  A Latin Grammar - Page 346by William Gardner Hale, Carl Darling Buck - 1903 - 388 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1848 - 628 pages
...thorn by the way- side ; Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale : oh .'fair... | |
 | 1848 - 722 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | 1848 - 1390 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 180 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | 1848 - 514 pages
...thorn by the way- side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | 1848 - 602 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | 1848 - 476 pages
...thorn t>7 "^ way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the "When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 476 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 pages
...thorn by the way-side, ; Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1850 - 560 pages
...thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her 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 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
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