 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!  Young England - Page 394Full view - About this book
 | 1848 - 780 pages
...of bathos, that we have met with, since we read Martinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in Poetry. "Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen...her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
 | 1848 - 628 pages
...covered with snow-flakes ; White aa the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak leaves ; Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....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... | |
 | 1848 - 514 pages
...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown aa the oak-leaves. Pair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 182 pages
...covered 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....her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
 | 1848 - 602 pages
...covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and bis cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers...her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
 | 1848 - 1390 pages
...covered with snow-flakes ; , White as the snow were his locks, and his checks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet "was her... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 176 pages
...covered 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; Black were her eyes as the herry that grows on the thorn hy the way-side,— Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown... | |
 | Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1848 - 628 pages
...as the berry that grows the brown shade of her tresses ; Sweet was her breath, as the breath of kine on the thorn by the way- side ; Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath that feed in the meadows. When, in the harvest heat, she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of... | |
 | 1848 - 722 pages
...of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angel»." 1848.] Evangeline. [Feb., Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
 | 1848 - 734 pages
...the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. 1848.] Evangeline. [Feb., Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her... | |
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