 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 ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that...  Essentials of English Grammar: For the Use of Schools - Page 11by William Dwight Whitney - 1877 - 276 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1854 - 174 pages
...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...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 pages
...Black, yet how softly they gleamed bcnesth the brown shade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath äs the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday naorn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, a9 the priest with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 pages
...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...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled witb holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 568 pages
...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...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 pages
...way-side. Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! 248 EVANGEL1NE. Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 116 pages
...gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! EVANGELINE. Sweet was her breath as the breath of kiue that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
 | 1900 - 352 pages
...toils in the surf of the ocean, Bent, but not broken by age, was the form of the notary public." 3. "Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows." 4. "Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Darkened by shadows of earth, but... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 pages
...that grows on the thorn by the way-side, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown snade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath...fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with... | |
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