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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,... "
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles ... - Page 288
1830
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william francis ainsworth - 1876
...could grow weary, her skm, white as ivory, was brought into strong relief by the black gown she wore. Her eyes were full of liquid light,— I never saw a waist so slender !" "We were just talking of you, Charlie," said Mrs. Beresford, as that gentleman entered her box for...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 1

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1877 - 950 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced,— OHeaven ! herdancing! Dark was her hair ; her hand was white, Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; 1 never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of...
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Songs of Society, from Anne to Victoria

William Davenport Adams - English poetry - 1880 - 234 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 was exquisitely...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of politics or prayers, — Of Southey's prose...
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Songs of Society, from Anne to Victoria

William Davenport Adams - English poetry - 1880 - 234 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 was exquisitely...of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked,—of politics or prayers,— Of Southey's prose...
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Routledge's wedding-day book [selections from Engl. poetry] by C.A.M. Burdett

C. A. M. Burdett - Blank-books - 1880 - 288 pages
...thee more dear. Moore. Show us how divine a thing A woman may be made. Worctswortk. October 18. Dark was her hair, her hand was white, Her voice was exquisitely...full of liquid light, I never saw a waist so slender. Winthrop M. Prtud. In her first passion woman loves her lover ; In all the others all she loves is...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: And Selections from My Favourite Poets and ...

Mary Russell Mitford - American literature - 1883 - 516 pages
...when she danced — Oh, heaven ! her dancing ! Dark was her hair ; her hand was white ; Her voice waa exquisitely tender; Her eyes were full of liquid light...slender. Her every look, her every smile, Shot right aud left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, Aud wondered where she'd left her...
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SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES

1883
...was her hair; her hand was white; I never saw a waist so slender; Her every look, her every smile, Her voice was exquisitely tender; Her eyes were full of liquid light; Shot right and left a score of arrows: I thought 't was Venus from her isle, I wondered where she 'd...
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The Parlor Muse: A Selection of Vers de Société from Modern Poets

Oliver Bell Bunce - English poetry - 1884 - 96 pages
...romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of politics or prayers, — Or Southey's prose,...
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The Humorus Poetry of the English Language, from Chaucer to Saxe

James Parton - English poetry - 1884 - 689 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...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,...
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A Selection from the Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1885
...romancing ; She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced — O Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely...arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of politics or prayers, — Of Southey's prose...
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