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" 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, with a memoir by D. Coleridge - Page 138
by Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1864
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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Volume 4

Great Britain - 1830
...Sb« was oar queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced,— oh, Heaven ! her dancing! f J)ark was her hair ; her hand was white ; ' "Her voice was...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...
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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Volume 4

Great Britain - 1830
...romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our Mar ; And then she danced,— ob, Heaven ! her dancing ! " Dark was her hair ; her hand was white ; Her voice...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle. And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. " She talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or...
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The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831
...romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced, — Oh heaven, her dancing! IIL Dark was her hair; her hand was white ; Her voice...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,...
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The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts ...

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1831
...subtlest spell by far Of all that set young hearts romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star; HI. Dark was her hair; her hand was white ; Her voice...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 —...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 882 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...
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Railway Locomotives and Cars, Volume 1

Railroad engineering - 1832
...; Her 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...
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The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works ...

American poetry - 1838 - 320 pages
...romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced — oh, heaven ! her dancing ! Dark was her hair ; her hand was white ; Her voice...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...
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The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 287 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice...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...
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The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 287 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender, PR A ED S POEMS. Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 504 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice...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...
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