 | 1840 - 378 стор.
...And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel than see The swelling of her heart. I calm'd her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with...I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. OH ! it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting... | |
 | 1840 - 588 стор.
...colouring violently, she withdrew her hand from Frederick's, and hid her face on Adela's shoulder. " 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That he might rather feel than see The heating of her heart." What arguments were used to reconcile her... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 стор.
...press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head, look'd up. And gazed upon my face. T was 1 might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart I calm'd her fears, and she was cairn, And... | |
 | Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - 336 стор.
...acquistai la mia Ginevra, La tenera mia Sposa. 'T was partly love, and partly fear, And partly 't was a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see The swelling of her heart. I calm'd her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with virgin-pride. And so I won my Genevieve,... | |
 | 1842 - 480 стор.
...half enclosed me with her arms, She press'd me with a meek embrace ; And bending back her head, look'd up, And gazed upon my face. 'Twas partly Love, and...rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart. I calm'd her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with virgin pride ; And so I won my Geuevieve,... | |
 | 1862 - 512 стор.
...partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart. I calm'd her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with...I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. RURAL NURTURE. Dear Babe, that sleepest cradled by my side, Whose gentle breathings, heard in this... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 стор.
...of my look she stept — 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...I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. Here is another melodious breathing of deeper and more thoughtful tenderness, entitled ' Sonnet, to... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 стор.
...conscious of my look she slept Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half enclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace...I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. FAIR MARGARET AND SWEET WILLIAM. THIS ballad is another tribute to the indefatigable industry of Dr.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 стор.
...my look she stept — Then suddenly, with timorous eye, She fled to me and wept. She half enclosed sovereign authority of this country as the sanctuary...common faith, wherever the chosen race and sons ol Geneviève, . My bright and beauteous bride ! [Picture of a Dungeon.] [Prom the tragedy of ' Remore&T... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1844 - 916 стор.
...you strictly to your promise : in one hour you shall be free." CHAPTER VII. " She half enclosed me in her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace ; And...back her head, looked up And gazed upon my face." COLBRIDOK. I SAW no one for the next two hours. A window of the parlour, where I was permitted to remain,... | |
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Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half enclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace; And bending back her head, looked up, And gazed upon my face. 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful... 
