 ... glide along ; Your eye is like the star of eve, And sweet your voice as seraph's song. Yet not your heavenly beauty gives This heart with passion soft to glow : Within your soul a voice there lives ! It bids you hear the tale of woe. When sinking...  Works - Сторінка 461автори: James Fenimore Cooper - 1860Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1803 - 222 стор.
...wan Beholds no hand outstretch! to save, * This little Poem was written when the Author was a boy. C2 Fair, as the bosom of the Swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I've seen your breast with pity heave, A.nd therefore lv\u I you, _0weet. 28 ABSENCE, A FAREWELL ODE.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 стор.
...lives ! It bids you hear the tale of Woe. When sinking low the Sufferer wan Beholds no hand outstretcht to save, Fair, as the bosom of the Swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I've seen your breast with pity heave, And therefore love I you, sweet GENEVIEVE ! SONNET. TO THE AUTUMNAL... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 стор.
...! It bids you hear the talc of woe. When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no hand ouLstretch'd nd 'vc seen your breast with pity heave. And Iliercfure love I you, swecl Geneviève ! SONNET. TO THE... | |
 | 1831 - 596 стор.
...lives ! It bids you hear the tale of wo. When sutking low the sufferer wan Beholds no hand out.streched to save, Fair, as the bosom of the swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I've seen your breast with pity heave, And therefore I love you, sweet Genevieve." This is poetry of... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 стор.
...lives ! It bids vou hear the tale of woe. When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no hand outstretcht to save, Fair as the bosom of the swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I've seen your breast with pity heave And therefore love I you, sweet Genevieve ! CATHERINE ORKNEY.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 170 стор.
...lives ! It bids you hear the tale of woe. When sinking low the Suff'rer wan Beholds no hand outstrecht to save, Fair, as the bosom of the Swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I've seen your breast with pity heave, And therefore love I you, sweet Genevieve ! * Tbis little poem... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...! It bids you hear the tale of woe. When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no hand outatretch'd to save, Fair, as the bosom of the swan That rises...seen your breast with pity heave, And therefore love I you, sweet Genevieve ! SONNET. TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON. MILD Splendor of the various-vested Night !... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1840 - 556 стор.
...passed in this interview will better appear in the scenes that are still to be given. CHAPTER XIV. " When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no arm outstrctch'd...pity heave, And therefore love you, sweet Genevieve !" Comma. WHEN Isabella found herself alone with Ozema and Mercedes (for she chose that the last should... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 стор.
...lives! It bids you hear the tale of woe. When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no hand outstretch'd n A- I you, sweet Genevieve ! SONNET. TO TOE AUTUMNAL MOON. MM. ii Splendor of the various-vested Night... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1840 - 502 стор.
...are still to be given. CHAPTER XIV. " When sinking low the sufferer wan Beholds no arm cmtstrelch'd to save, Fair, as the bosom of the swan That rises graceful o'er the wave, I Vo seen your breast with pity heave, And therefore love you, sweet Genevieve!" COLERIDGE. WBBN Isabella... | |
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