 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 стор.
...breathe my name. Her Bosom heav'd — she stepp'd aside ; As conscious of my Look, she stepp'd — Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head look'd up.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 стор.
...breathe my name. Her bosom heav'd — she stepp'd aside ; As conscious of my Look, she stepp'd — Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head look'd up,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 стор.
...heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heavM--she stepp'd aside; As conscious of my look, she stepp'd— Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace; And bending back her head look'd ups.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 стор.
...breathe my name. •. ' Her bosom heav'd — she stepp'd aside ; As conscious of my Look, she stepp'd— Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head look'd up,... | |
 | 1820 - 496 стор.
...murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name* Her bosom heav'd— she stept aside, \s conscious ofmy look she slept— Then suddenly, with timorous eye....and wept. She half enclosed me with her arms. She press 'd me with a meek embrace ! And bemlinir. hack her head, look'd up, Anil ftazed upon ray face.... | |
 | 1820 - 596 стор.
...breathe my name. Her bosom heaved — she stepped aside ; As conscious of my look, she stepped,— Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace, And bending back her head, looked up... | |
 | 1820 - 606 стор.
...breathe my name. Her bosom heaved — she stepped aside ; As conscious of my look, she stepped,— Then suddenly with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half inclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace. And bending back her head, looked up... | |
 | 1821 - 420 стор.
...virgin-shame ; And, like the murmur of a dream, I beard her breathe my name. ***** She half enclos'd me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And, bending back her head, look'd up, And gaz'd upon my face. 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might... | |
 | 1820 - 696 стор.
...virgin-shame ; And, like the murmur of a dream, I beard her breathe my name. ***** She half enclosid me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And, bending back her head, look'd up, And gaz'd upon my face. Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might... | |
 | 1822 - 418 стор.
...heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heav'd — she slept aside, As conscious of my look she stept — Then suddenly, with timorous eye, She fled to me, and wept. She half-enclos'd me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head, look'd... | |
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Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart. 
