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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 't... "
The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts - Page 112
edited by - 1831
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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...smile, Shot right and left a score 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...
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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...arrows; I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers ; Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's...
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The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 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...Shot right and left a 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...
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The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed

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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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 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...Shot right and left a 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...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1851 - 558 pages
...romancing, . She was our queen, our rose, our star, And when she danced—Oh, heaven ! her dancing I Dark was her hair; her hand was white; Her voice was...look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arfbws; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows! She talked...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 558 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...Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows! She talked of politics or prayers,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People, Volume 1

Mary Russell Mitford - American literature - 1852 - 558 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...Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows ! She talked of politics or prayers,...
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