 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1893 - 242 páginas
...leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they...her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kino that feed in the meadows. When. in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1893 - 404 páginas
...that | grows on the | thorn by the | wayside — Black, yet how | softly they | gleamed be | neath the brown | | shade of her | tresses ! Sweet was her...the | breath of | kine that | feed in the | meadows. Evangeline. Fasting in | sackcloth and | ashes they | came, both the | king" and his ! people, Cametothe... | |
 | Richard Gilmour - 1894 - 418 páginas
...was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they...breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. 6. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | 1894 - 646 páginas
...was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside. Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! . . . Ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. ... A celestial brightness— a more etherial beautyShone... | |
 | Edward Walford, George Latimer Apperson - 1894 - 302 páginas
...welcome this painting as a gratifying success. Mr. Boughton, ARA, has a large " Evangeline " (238), " when in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide flagons of home-brewed ale." The narrow-necked covered pewter flagon that she bears is not only altogether unsuitable for malt liquor,... | |
 | Frederick Henry Sykes - 1895 - 690 páginas
...she to behold, that maiden of seventeen 65 summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they...Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the 70 maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy... | |
 | Sheldon and Company - 1895 - 388 páginas
...was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Alice Mary Longfellow - 1896 - 162 páginas
...softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kino that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat...home-brewed ale, ah! fair in sooth was the maiden. 70 Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1896 - 392 páginas
...she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers ; 69 Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they...her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kino that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons... | |
 | John Duncan Quackenbos - 1896 - 492 páginas
...approach the aesthetic level, and why? Is this line from " Evangeline " aesthetically effective ? — " Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows." (Theocritus in his " Idylls," — " Sweet the heifer's music, and sweet the heifer's breath ; " and... | |
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Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! 
