 | 1862 - Страниц: 512
...away, When on the yellow forest leaves A dying man he lay : His dying words — but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp Disturb'd her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve ;... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 738
...And that she nursed him in a cave ; And how his madness went away, When on the yellow forest leaves e it, and display, in its full danger and genuine...R. Chambers"% Chambers Robert" Robert Chambers( Geneviève— The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy ere ; And hopes, and fears that kindle... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - Страниц: 484
...and ah ! The deep, the low, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless...balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An nndistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long 1 She wept with... | |
 | 1843 - Страниц: 434
...voice and pausing fcir-p Disturb d her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve — The music, and the doleful...balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope. An undistmguihhnble throng ; And gentle wishes long subdued. Subdued and cherish 'd long 1 She wept with... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 746
...And that she nursed him in a cave ; And how his madness went away, When on the yellow forest leaves with s # $ tcnderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp Disturbed her soul with pity... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 292
...faltering voice and pausing harp Disturb' d her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful...balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishdble throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 372
...went away, When on the yellow forest leaves A dying man he lay. His dying words — but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp Disturb' d her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve;... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 278
...went away, When on the yellow forest leaves A dying man he lay. His dying words—but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp Disturb'd her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve; The... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 372
...went away, When on the yellow forest leaves A dying man he lay. His dying words—but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp DisturVd her soul with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve; The... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 558
...away, When on the yellow forest leaves A dying man he lay ; His dying words — but when I reach'd That tenderest strain of all the ditty, My faltering voice and pausing harp Disturb'd her soul with pity ! All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve ;... | |
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All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistingnishable throng. 
