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The Works of Thomas Hood...: Complete poetical works - Page 148
by Thomas Hood - 1861
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Forget me not; a Christmas and new year's present. (Ed. by F. Shoberl).

1827 - 480 pages
...eyes her tresses fell — Which were darkest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light Which had else been all too bright ; And her hat with shady brim Made her forehead darkly dim : Thus she stood among the stooks, Praising God with her sweet looks. Sure, I said,...
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - English literature - 1827 - 240 pages
...blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. N 3 181 And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...Praising God with sweetest looks : < — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where 1 reap thou should'st but glean, Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my...
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - English literature - 1827 - 180 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks, Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...stood amid the stocks Praising God with sweetest looks : — SHK's up and gone, the graceless girl ! And robh'd my failing years ; My hlood hefore was thin...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stocks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come. Share my harvest and my home. SHE'S up and gone, the graceless girl ! And robb'd my failing years ;...
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Gems of the Modern Poets: With Biographical Notices

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1842 - 440 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou...
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Prose and Verse, Volumes 1-2

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean, Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest...
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Prose and Verse, Volume 1

Thomas Hood - English literature - 1845 - 434 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean, Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest...
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A Love Gift for ...

Love poetry - 1841 - 178 pages
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...her tressy forehead dim; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks :— Sure, I said, Heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st...
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