 Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would picture for both of us then. They wore the red cross on their shoulder, They had vanquished and pardoned their foe — Sweet friend, are you wiser...  The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed - Page 200by Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1859Full view - About this book
 | Charles Henry Jones - American poetry - 1876 - 424 pages
...yours alter'd? My own Araminta, say "No!" •* Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...They wore the red cross on their shoulder, They had vanquish'd and pardon'd their foe, Sweet friend, are you wiser or colder ? My own Aramin'a, say " No... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1880 - 648 pages
...yours altered ? My own Araminta, say ' No !' Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say 'No!' WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED. 547 You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage, Drove off with your Cousin... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1880 - 650 pages
...yours altered ? My own Araminta, say 'No !' Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say 'No!' ' WINTHROP MACK WORTH PRAED. 547 ,,__ / •» You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage, Drove off with... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - English poetry - 1880 - 274 pages
...My heart is the same ; — is yours altered ? Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...their shoulder, They had vanquished and pardoned their foeSweet friend, are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say "No !" You know, when Lord Rigmarole's... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - English poetry - 1880 - 264 pages
...bestow?" My heart is the same;—is yours altered? Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...their shoulder, They had vanquished and pardoned their foeSweet friend, are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say " No !" You know, when Lord Rigmarole's... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 pages
...yours altered ? My own Araminta, say 'No !' Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...their foe — Sweet friend, are you wiser or colder ? You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage, Drove off with your Cousin Justine, You wept, dearest girl,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1884 - 654 pages
...is yours altered? My own Araminta, say 'Nol' Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...their foe — Sweet friend, are you wiser or colder ? You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage, Drove off with your Cousin Justine, You wept, dearest girl,... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1886 - 878 pages
...same—is youra altered? My own Araminta, say ''Nol" Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen; Remember the suitors our fancies Would picture...friend, are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say "NoI" You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage Drove off with your cousin Justine, You wept, dearest... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1888 - 524 pages
...with accompaniment of handbeat such lines as, " Remember the thrilling romances We icad on the bank in the glen : Remember the suitors our fancies Would...are you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say ' No ! ' He must walk — like a god of old story Come down from the home of his rest ; He must smile—... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1888 - 698 pages
...is yours altered ? My own Araminta, say 'Nol' Remember the thrilling romances We read on the bank in the glen ; Remember the suitors our fancies Would...vanquished and pardoned their foe — Sweet friend, arc you wiser or colder ? My own Araminta, say ' No 1' You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage, Drove... | |
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