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" 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 Venus from her isle,... "
Songs of Society, from Anne to Victoria - Page 101
edited by - 1880 - 234 pages
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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Volume 4

Great Britain - 1830 - 484 pages
...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 - 482 pages
...that set young hearts romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our Mar ; And then she danced,— ob, Heaven ! her dancing ! " Dark was her hair ; her hand...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 - 388 pages
...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 - 396 pages
...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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Railway Mechanical and Electrical Engineer, Volume 1

Railroad engineering - 1832 - 426 pages
...; 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 Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

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...
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The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works ...

American poetry - 1838 - 332 pages
...that set young hearts romancing, She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced — oh, heaven ! her dancing ! Dark was her hair ; her hand...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

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 292 pages
...that sets young hearts romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced—oh, heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand...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

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 296 pages
...that sets young hearts 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 - 558 pages
...that sets young hearts romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And when she danced — oh, heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was...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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