Her voice was a sad, sweet melody, and her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange tree, with its " Golden lamps hid in a night of green ;" or of those Spanish gardens where the pomegranate grows beside the cypress. Her gladness... The Metropolitan - Pagina 601836Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
| Maria Jane Jewsbury - 1830 - 334 pagina’s
...sweet melody, and her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange-tree, with its " Golden lamps hid in a night of green," or of those...she resembled night, it was night wearing her stars. I might describe, and describe for ever, but I should never succeed in pourtraying Egeria; she was... | |
| Henry Fothergill Chorley - 1836 - 528 pagina’s
...sad, sweet melody, her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange-tree, with its Golden lamps hid in a night of green, or of those...she resembled night, it was night wearing her stars. I might describe, and describe for ever, but I should never succeed in portraying Egeria ; she was... | |
| Henry Fothergill Chorley - 1836 - 722 pagina’s
...sad, sweet melody, her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange-tree, with its ' Golden lamps hid in a night of green,' or of those...she resembled night, it was night wearing her stars. I might describe, and describe for ever, but I should never succeed in portraying Egeria; she was a... | |
| Henry Fothergill Chorley - 1836 - 302 pagina’s
...me of an old poet's description of the orange-tree, with its Golden lamps hid in a night of gieen, or of those Spanish gardens where the pomegranate...she resembled night, it was night wearing her stars. I might describe, and describe for ever, but I should never succeed in portraying Egeria; she was a... | |
| 1838 - 488 pagina’s
...sweet meiudy ; her spirits reminded me of an old poet's desciijition of the orange tree, with its " Golden lamps hid in a night of green ;" or of those...resembled night, it was night wearing- her stars. I might deseribe, and deseribe forever, but I should never succeed in portraying her : she was a muse,... | |
| Miss Browne - 1839 - 314 pagina’s
...sweet melody, and her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange tree, with its " Golden lamps hid in a night of green ;" or of those...her depression, she resembled night, it was night bearing her stars. I might describe and describe for ever, but I should never succeed in portraying... | |
| Monthly literary register - 1839 - 744 pagina’s
...sweet melody ; her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange tree, with its ' Golden lamps hid in a night of green ;' or of those...sunlight; and if, in her depression, she resembled niuht,it was night wearing her stars. I might describe and describe for ever, but I should never exceed... | |
| Mrs. Hemans - 1839 - 374 pagina’s
...sweet melody, and her spirits reminded me of an old poet's description of the orange tree, with its " Golden lamps hid in a night of green ;" or of those Spanish gardens where the pomegranate grows heside the cypress. Her gladness was like a burst of sun-light ; and if, in her depression, she resemhled... | |
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