 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 listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon...  The Young Lady's Reader - 第 350 頁Louisa Caroline Tuthill 著 - 1839 - 458 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blnsh, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | 1829 - 558 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | Elizabeth Washington Wirt - 1832 - 338 頁
...one thought, and drop a tear To her whom love abandoned to despair. . . Prior. Timidity. She listen'd with a flitting blush. With downcast eyes, and modest...she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face With easy smiles dispell'd the silent fear That durst not tell me what I died to hear. Coleridge. Prior.... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The gongs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. SÜSte ¡n bei- J?Mjíe fíe ifyn wartet Unb гок fein Soben рф gelegt, 2fíá er aufé gel&e Saub... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1834 - 312 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. 1 played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song,...she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face. 1 told her of the Knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he... | |
 | William Finden, Edward Francis Finden - 1834 - 234 頁
...She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 320 頁
...The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving stoiy — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild...listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and-modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 頁
...The ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest gract' ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon...for ten long years he wooed The Lady of the Land. I tokl her, how he pin'd : and, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tour, With which I sang another's... | |
 | Garland - 1836 - 246 頁
...She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. 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 listen'd with a flitting blvfsh, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not... | |
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