 | Francis Bret Harte - 1871 - 186 стор.
...head-dress and shawl ; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle ; Of the dress of my queer vis-H-vis ; And how I once went down the middle With the man that shot Sandy cMGee ; Of the moon that was quietly sleeping On the hill, when the time came to go ; Of that ride,... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1872 - 410 стор.
...head-dress and shawl; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle; Of the dress of my queer vis-a-vis ; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...rarest ; Of — the something you said at the gate : Ah, Joe ! then I wasn't an heiress To " the best-paying lead in the State." "Well, well, it's all... | |
 | Francis Bret Harte - 1880 - 288 стор.
...head-dress and shawl ; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle ; Of the dress of my queer vis-d-vis ; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...rarest ; Of— the something you said at the gate : Ah, Joe ! then I wasn't an heiress To " the best-paying lead in the State." Her Letter. 19 Well,... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1873 - 164 стор.
...head-dress and shawl; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle ; Of the dress of my queer •uis-d-ms; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...snow ; Of that ride, — that to me was the rarest; Of—the something you said at the gate' Ah, Joe, then I wasn't an heiress To "the best-paying lead... | |
 | George Manville Fenn - 1899 - 534 стор.
...shot Sandy McGoe ; Of the moon that was quietly sle'epinp; On the hill when the time came to go ; Or the few baby peaks that were peeping From under their bedclothes of snow ; Of that ride — that to mo was the rarest ; Of — the something you said at the gale ; Ah, Joe, then I wasn't an heiress To... | |
 | 1871 - 1032 стор.
...headdress and shawl ; Of the etepa that we took to one fiddle, Of the dress of my queer vis-a-vii ; And how I once went down the middle With the man that sbot Sandy McOee."' and who confesses, amid all the glare of fashion and beauty and money that, after... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 стор.
...that shot Sandy McGee ; Of the moon that was quietly sleeping On the hill, when the time came to g"; Of the few baby peaks that were peeping From under...rarest ; Of — the something you said at the gate: Ah, Joe, then I wasn't ai heiress To "the best-paying lead in the State." Well, well, it's all past;... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 стор.
...head-dress and shawl; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle; Of the dress of my queer vis-a-vis; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...quietly sleeping On the hill, when the time came to g°j Of the few baby peaks that were peeping From under their bed-clothes of snow; Of that ride,—that... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1875 - 164 стор.
...head-dress and shawl; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle ; Of the dress of my queer vis-a-vis; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...snow; Of that ride, — that to me was the rarest; Of—the something you said at the gate" Ah, Joe, then I was n't an heiress To " the best-paying lead... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1875 - 162 стор.
...head-dress and shawl ; Of the steps that we took to one fiddle ; Of the dress of my queer vis-a-vis; And how I once went down the middle With the man that...snow ; Of that ride,— that to me was the rarest; Of—the something you said at the gate Ah, Joe, then I was n't an heiress To " the best-paying lead... | |
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Of the few baby peaks that were peeping From under their bedclothes of snow; Of that ride — that to me was the rarest; Of — the something you said at the gate. Ah, Joe, then I wasn't an heiress To "the best-paying lead in the State! 
