 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 - 260 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1905 - 196 pages
...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...the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide 70 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn,... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 740 pages
...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...the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide 50 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah 1 fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn,... | |
 | CURTIS HIDDE PAGE - 1905 - 746 pages
...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...the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When hi the harvest heat she bore to the Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in reapers at noontide 50... | |
 | Sir Samuel Garth, Wilhelm Josef Leicht - 1905 - 610 pages
...Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath äs the breath of kine that feed • in the meadows. When...the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide 70 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn,... | |
 | Hanson Hart Webster - 1905 - 480 pages
...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 kino that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 730 pages
...breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide 50 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! 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... | |
 | Isabel Moore - 1906 - 360 pages
...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...ah ! 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... | |
 | John Benjamin Wisely - 1906 - 444 pages
...the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadow, When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at...ah ! 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... | |
 | Hugh Pendexter - 1907 - 350 pages
...time 234 in sending the ball, and every once in a while he doubled up his arm as if it ached. " ' " When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, . . . '" he murmured. "'Tired, old man?' I choked. "'A little. I wish you knew how to curve 'em. But,... | |
 | Thomas Moody Campbell - 1907 - 96 pages
...behold, that maiden of seventeen summers, Black were her eyes as the berry that grows by thewayside, Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows (§) S. 25-26. Many a youth, as he knelt in church and opend his missal, Fixed his eyes upon her as... | |
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