 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevievc ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
 | Laurel - 1879 - 438 sider
...Genevieve, It sighs and trembles most for thee! Oh, come and hear what cruel wrongs Befell the dark ladie. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy,...Genevieve; She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that made her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are... | |
 | 1879 - 884 sider
...and belated, with the option at any moment of returning to their ordinary life. Few sorrows had sho of her own. My hope, my joy, my Genevieve ; She loves me best whene'er I sing The sougs that make her grieve. So Mr. Stevenson turns from life, which is too soft and indulgent,. to... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve l She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Geneviève ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1880 - 738 sider
...armed man, The sl-atuc of the armed knight; Khe stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy, my Genevievcl Slio loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1889 - 308 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy...loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her gneve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story, — An old rude song, that... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. rage disarm. Though poor the peasant's hut, his feast Geneviève ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 sider
...armeM man, The statno of the arm6d knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Geneviove ! She loves mo best whene'er I siug The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 sider
...armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown Geneviève ! She loves mo best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
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I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She... 
