 Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ! Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas...  The Poems of Winthrop Mackworth Praed - Page 146by Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1865Full view - About this book
 | Great Britain - 1830 - 484 pages
...voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; " I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows, •iu .; to ghe talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831 - 388 pages
...voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 't was Venus from her isle. And wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. IV. She talked — of politics,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831 - 396 pages
...Her voice was exquisitely tender; Her eyes were full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender! Her every look, her every smile. Shot right and left a score of arrows; l thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. IV. She talked —... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...so slender; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows: I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left...her sparrows. She talked of politics or prayers, Of Southcy's prose or Wordsworth's sonnets. Of danglers or of dancing bears, Of battles or the last new... | |
 | Railroad engineering - 1832 - 426 pages
...voice waaexqimHely lender ; Her ey««J were IUI1 of liquid light ¡ I never saw a waist t»o slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrow« ; Ilh'iught 'twas Venus from heriste, ABÍ wondsr'd whcie »he'd l«lt h«r iparrow«. She... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Anecdotes - 1832 - 846 pages
...romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our star, And when she danced — Oh, heaven I her dancing I She talked of politics or prayers, Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets, Of daggers, or of dancing bears, Of battles, or the last new bonnets ; By candle-light, at twelve o'clock,... | |
 | American poetry - 1838 - 332 pages
...voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows; I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 296 pages
...exquisitely tender, PR A ED S POEMS. Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, I wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right ami left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, I wonder'd where «he'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayer»; Of Southey's prose,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...voice was exquisitely tender, Her eyes were full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, I wonder'd where she 'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of polities or prayers ; Of Southey's prose,... | |
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