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" 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 11
by William Dwight Whitney - 1877
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The Lamp: A Review and Record of Current Literature, Volume 29

1904
...language majestic. Never should visions so fair be writ in hexameter verses. Then quoting the line: Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in meadows, the editor playfully exclaims: "O, Mr. Longfellow! was ever maiden of Arcadie so libelled...
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Select Poems: Being the Literature Prescribed for the Junior Matriculation ...

John Marshall, Orlando John Stevenson - 1904 - 239 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. 7n Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the...
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Longfellow's Evangeline: kritische ausgabe mit einleitung, untersuchungen ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1905 - 177 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,...
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The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow ...

Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 713 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,...
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THE CHIEF AMERICAN POETS

CURTIS HIDDE PAGE - 1905
...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...
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Garth's "Dispensary.": Kritische ausgabe mit einleitung und anmerkungen

Sir Samuel Garth, Wilhelm Josef Leicht - 1905 - 175 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,...
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American Classics for Seventh and Eighth Grade Reading: With Biographical ...

Hanson Hart Webster - 1905 - 437 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...
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The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow ...

Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 713 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...
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The Eaton Readers: First-[fifth] reader

Isabel Moore - 1906 - 128 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...
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An English Grammar

John Benjamin Wisely - 1906 - 377 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...
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