 SHE stood breast high amid the corn, Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies...  In My Lady's Name: Poems of Love and Beauty - Pagina 3371896 - 394 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1827 - 480 pagina’s
...won. On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripen'd — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell — Which were darkest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light Which had else been all too bright ; And her... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. N 3 181 And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pagina’s
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou should'st but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush. Deeply ripened : — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim. Made her tressy forehead... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened : — such a hlush In the midst of brown was horn, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim. Made her tressy forehead... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 pagina’s
...corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her...tressy forehead dim ; — Thus she stood amid the stooks Praising God with sweetest looks : — Sure, I said, heav'n did not mean, Where I reap thou... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead... | |
 | 1841 - 178 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell ; But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 pagina’s
...On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses...Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veil'da light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead... | |
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