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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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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

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 was...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, or Wordsworth's...
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Lillian and Other Poems

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1852 - 342 pages
...her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender, Her eyes were full of liquid light; Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left...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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Lillian and Other Poems

Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1852 - 324 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, 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...
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Recollections of a Literary Life

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 exquisitely...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,...
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The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe

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 was exquisitely...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...
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The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe ... with ...

James Parton - English poetry - 1856 - 700 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...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...
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The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe ...

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 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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Stories for single gentlemen

Stories - 1858 - 274 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 wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers; Of Southey's prose, or...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 29

Literature - 1859 - 558 pages
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when the 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, I wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd of politics or prayers; Of Southey's prose, or...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 69

American periodicals - 1861 - 850 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And when she danced — 0 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 talked of politics, or prayers ; Of Southey's prose,...
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