 | Charles Swain Thomas - 1913 - 104 lehte
...hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despair, 25 Low sullen sounds, his grief beguiled; But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair. What was thy delighted measure ? 30 Still it whisper'd promised pleasure And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail! Still would... | |
 | William Stebbing - 1913 - 426 lehte
...beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, 0 Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 694 lehte
...But the sweetest of all music The pipes at Lucknow played. — Whittier — The Pipes at Luck now. 9. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy...pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the wood, the vale, 10. But, in a larger... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 692 lehte
...But the sweetest of all music The pipes at Lucknow played. — Whittier — The Pipes at Lucknow. 9. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy...pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the wood, the vale, She called on Echo... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 854 lehte
...fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure? 30 ' Luke had a manly heart; but at these words He sobbed aloud. The old Man grasped h Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on echo... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 lehte
...sounds his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air "T was sad by tits, by starts 'twas wild. <5 ? jo Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would... | |
 | Walter Barnes - 1915 - 602 lehte
...wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air, But thon, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper 'd promised pleasure And bade the lovely seenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 lehte
...fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure? 30 Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail! Still would her touch the strain prolong, And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on Echo... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 436 lehte
...'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure ? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on... | |
 | Ernest Rhys - 1921 - 434 lehte
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twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... 
