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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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The Bridal Bouquet Culled in the Garden of Literature

Henry Southgate - Love poetry - 1873 - 448 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...thought twas Venus from her isle, And wonder'd where she left her sparrows. Through sunny May, through sultry June I loved her with a love eternal ; I spoke...
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The casquet of literature, a selection in poetry and prose, ed ..., Volumes 1-2

Casket - 1873 - 882 pages
...romancing; She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced — О Heaven, her dancing ! Dark ate it away into a philosophical principle, and to forget to wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked, — of politics or prayers, — Of Southey's prose...
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The Muses of Mayfair: Selections from Vers de Société of the Nineteenth Century

Henry Cholmondeley-Pennell - English poetry - 1874 - 470 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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Vers de Société

American poetry - 1875 - 432 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...isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd, — of politics or prayers, — Or Southey*s prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets,— Of danglers...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 560 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...; I never saw a waist so slender ; Her every look, lier every smile, Shot right and loft a score of arrows : I thought 't was Venus from her isle, I wondered...
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Vers de Société

American poetry - 1875 - 432 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...full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender 1 Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from...
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Vers de Société

Charles Henry Jones - American poetry - 1876 - 424 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...isle, And wonder'd where she'd left her sparrows. She talk'd, — of politics or prayers, — Or Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets,— Of danglers...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1876 - 562 pages
...romancing : Sile 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 sparShe talked of polities or prayers, Of Southeys prose or Wordsworth's...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1876 - 599 pages
...romancing : She was our queen, our rose, our star ; And then she danced, —0 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, She talked of politics or prayers, Of Southey's prose or Wordsworth's sonnets,...
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william francis ainsworth - 1876 - 732 pages
...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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