 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 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 wonder'd where she 'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of polities or prayers ; Of Southey's prose,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 592 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... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - American literature - 1852 - 344 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...politics or prayers, Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets, Of daggers, or of dancing bears, Of battles, or the kst new bonnets ; By candle-light, at... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 588 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...politics or prayers, Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets, Of daggers, or of dancing bears, Of battles, or the last new bonnets ; By candle-light, at... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1852 - 342 pages
...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...exquisitely tender, Her eyes were full of liquid light; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1855 - 580 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...right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Veaus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows! She talked of politics or prayers,... | |
 | James Parton - English poetry - 1856 - 720 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 't was Venus from her isle, I wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of polities or prayers... | |
 | James Parton - English poetry - 1856 - 700 pages
...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...every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows; I thought't was Yenus from her isle, I wondered where she 'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics... | |
 | James Parton - English poetry - 1857 - 706 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,... | |
 | Stories - 1858 - 274 pages
...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...score of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, I wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers; Of Southey's prose, or... | |
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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... 
