| William Allingham - 1865 - 456 lehte
...should I her know ? I bear a tongue ne'er wi' her spak', And eyes that ne'er her saw.' 3 ' The white o' my love's skin is white As down o' dove or maw ; The red o' my love's cheek is red As blood that's spilt on snaw. 4 ' When ye come to the castle, Light on the tree of ash, And sit you there... | |
| 1902 - 778 lehte
...a tongue ne'er wi' her spak% And eyes that ne'er her saw." [569 1 t>f the Otdcn Time " The white o' my love's skin is white As down o' dove or maw; The red o' my love's check is red As blood that's spilt on snaw. " When ye come to the castle, Light on the tree of ash,... | |
| 1912 - 624 lehte
...should I her know? I bear a tongue ne'er wi' her spak', And eyes that ne'er her saw." "The white o' my love's skin is white As down o' dove or maw; The red o' my love's cheek is red As blood that's spilt on snaw. "When ye come to the castle, Light on the tree of ash, And sit ye there... | |
| 1918 - 2062 lehte
...should I her know? I bear a tongue ne'er \vi' her spak', And eyes that ne'er her saw." "The white o' in such quick poetic senses As hills have language for, and stars, harmonious influe blood that's spilt on snaw. ".When ye come to the castle, Light on the tree of ash, And sit yc there... | |
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