 | 1826 - 434 стор.
...faultering voice and pausing harp Disturbed her soul with pity I All impulses of soul and sense Had tbrill'd my guileless Genevieve; The music, and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 стор.
...away, When, on the yellow forest leaves, A dying man he lay : His dying words — but when I reached That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice, and pausing harp, Disturbed her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve, The... | |
 | 1828 - 514 стор.
...faltering voice and pausing harp Disturbed her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve, And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long... | |
 | 1828 - 814 стор.
...when I reached That tenderest strain of all the ditty, All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve, The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguisbable throng, And gentle wishes long... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 стор.
...went away, When on the yellow forest-leaies A dying man he lay. His dying words— bnt when I reacb'd have heard those more skilled in spirits say, The bubbles, which Dislurb'd her soul with pity! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve; The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 400 стор.
...voice and pausing harp Disturbed her soul with pity I , > All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An ^indistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 стор.
...went away, When on the yellow forest-leaves A dying man ho lay. His dying words — but when I retch'd stormy wilds so dear; And with ineipiable spirit To taint the bloodless fre Disturbed her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guiltless Geneviève... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 стор.
...when I rcach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faultering voice and pausing harp Disturh'd her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Geneviève! The music and the doleful talc, The rich and balmy cvc; And hopes and fears that kindle... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...faltering voice and pausing harp Disturbed her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long... | |
 | William Finden, Edward Francis Finden - 1834 - 234 стор.
...his madness went away, When on the yellow forest-leaves A dying man he lay. His dying words — but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty,...impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Geneviève ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle... | |
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All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherish'd long! 
