 Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. He sees me in to supper go, A silken wonder by my side, Bare arms, bare shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for the door too wide. He thinks how happy is my arm 'Neath its white-gloved...  Songs of Society, from Anne to Victoria - Page 128edited by - 1880 - 234 pagesFull view - About this book
 | American literature - 1854 - 704 pages
...the side-light of the door ; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane He envies me my brilliant lot, And blows his aching fists in vain, And wishes me a place more hot. He sees me to the supper go, A... | |
 | 1854 - 768 pages
...the side-light of the door ; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane He envies me my brilliant lot, And blows his aching fists in vain, And wishes me a place more hot. He sees me to the supper go, A... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1855 - 474 pages
...And blow; his aching fists iu vain. And wishes me a place more hot Пе see» me to the supper go, Л silken wonder by my side, Bare arms, bare shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for the door too wide. Пе thinks how happy is my arm 'Neiith its white-gloved and jewelled load. And wishes mesóme dreadful... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - Readers - 1859 - 356 pages
...the sidelight of the door ; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I should do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me my brilliant lot, And blows his aching fists in vain, Wishing me in a place more hot. He sees me to the supper go, A... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - Folk songs - 1861 - 540 pages
...108 Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me my brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. He sees me to the supper go, A silken wonder by my side, Bare arms, bare shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - Literary Criticism - 1869 - 312 pages
...brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms mo to a place more hot. He sees mo in to supper go, A silken wonder by my side, Bare arms,...row Of flounces, for the door too wide. He thinks bow happy is my arm And wishes mo some dreadful harm, Hearing the merry corks explode. Meanwhile I... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - American poetry - 1873 - 484 pages
...through the side-light of the door; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me my brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. He sees me in to supper go, A silken wonder by my... | |
 | London Mayfair - 1874 - 468 pages
...the side-light of the door ; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me...shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for the door too wide. 228 WITHOUT AND WITHIN. He thinks how happy is my arm, 'Neath its white-gloved and jewelled load; And... | |
 | American poetry - 1875 - 432 pages
...brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. i He sees me in to supper go, A silken wonder by my side, Bare arms,...shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for the door too wide. WITHOUT AND WITHIN. He thinks how happy is my arm 'Neath its white-gloved and jewelled load ; And wishes... | |
 | American poetry - 1875 - 432 pages
...the side-light of the door ; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do, — but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me my brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. He sees me in to supper go, A silken wonder by my... | |
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