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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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American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: Emerson

Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 453 pages
...of seventeen summers; Black, yet how softly they gleamed Ixjne.ith the brown shade of her tresses I Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed...meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapere at noontide 70 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah 1 fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she...
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American Poems: Longfellow, Whittier, Bryant, Holmes, Lowell, Emerson

Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 455 pages
...thorn by the wayside, a Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses 1 Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed...meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reaper* at noontide 70 Flagons of home-brewed ale, ahl fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she...
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American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: Emerson

Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 455 pages
...softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses I Sweet was her breath as the breath of kiue that feed in the meadows. When in 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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Poems, selected from the best editions, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880
...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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The poetical works of Henry W. Longfellow, ed. with a critical memoir by W.M ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880
...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...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...
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Woman in All Lands: Her Domestic, Social and Intellectual Condition ...

Amand Freiherr von Schweiger-Lerchenfeld - 1880 - 505 pages
...were "Black 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...breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows," Like her, they may still be seen — "Wearing their Norman caps and their kirtles of blue, and their...
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Evangeline: Courtship of Miles Standish. Favorite Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 275 pages
...were her eyes as the berry that grows ou the thorn by the wayside, 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. WLen in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair...
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Poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 417 pages
...were lier 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 bit-nth of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide...
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Transactions, Issues 15-19

Literary and Historical Society of Quebec - 1881
...that grows on the thorn by the way-aide, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the browashade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath as the breath...kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest hon.t she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden....
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The Globe readers (ed. by A.F. Murison). Primer 1,2; Book 1-6, Book 6

Alexander Falconer Murison - 1882
...was 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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