 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck. So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light. And he kissed her sweet lips — don't you think he was right ? "Now, Rory, leave off, sir — you'll hug... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1839 - 158 頁
...rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he look'd in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kiss'd her sweet lips — don't you think he was right? " Now Rory, leave off, sir — you'll hug me no more, That's eight times to-day you have kiss'd me... | |
 | 1847 - 906 頁
...rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And he look'd in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he...kiss'd her sweet lips — Don't you think he was right ? " Now, Rory, leave off, sir — you'll hug me no more ; That's eight times to-day that you've kiss'd... | |
 | 1859 - 78 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lipa — don't you think he was right Î "Now Rory, leave off sir, you'll hug me no... | |
 | 1864 - 76 頁
...the rogue, stole his arms round her neck — So soft and so white, without freckle or speck — And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips, don't you think he was right f " Now, Rory, leave off, sir I you'll hug me no... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light. And he kissed her sweet lips — don't you think he was right ? " Now, Rory, leave off, sir — you'll hug... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1868 - 568 頁
...rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he look'd in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kiss'd her sweet lips; — don't you think he was right 1 " Now Rory, leave off, sir ; you'll hug me no more, That's eight times to-day you have kissed me... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And ; and faster than his tongue kissed her sweet lips — Don't you think he was right ? "Now Rory, leave off, sir — you '11 hug... | |
 | Westminster St. James's hall - 1875 - 26 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips — don't you think he was right ? " Now, Rory, leave off, sir — you'll hug... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 頁
...Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips — • Don't you think he was right ? " Now, Rory, leave off, sir — you 'll... | |
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Then Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And he... 
