 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
 | Hanson Hart Webster - 1909 - 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...home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. 70 Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1909 - 428 pages
...thorn by the wayside, 25 Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at...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... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1909 - 426 pages
...her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, 25 Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was...breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. 200 Elson Grammar School Reader Book Four When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide... | |
 | Georgia Alexander, Grace Alexander - 1909 - 392 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...breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. EVANGELINE AND HER FATHER When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed... | |
 | Georgia Alexander - 1909 - 392 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 her breath as the breath of kine that feed in When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair... | |
 | Herbert Milton Sylvester - 1909 - 412 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 the kine of the meadows." But the Gascon youth whom she had dowered with her girlhood was to sail away.... | |
 | 1910 - 532 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... | |
 | 1910 - 444 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...home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. 70 Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1910 - 686 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...reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah 1 fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret... | |
 | 1910 - 408 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 kine that fed in the meadows, 30 When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed... | |
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