 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve She loves me best whene'er Ising The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve I play'da sofi and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve ' I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevieve I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story— An old rude song, that suited well... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy ! my Genevievef She loves me best whene'er Ising The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 pagina’s
...crncl wrongs Befell Ihc Dark Ladie. Few Sorrows lutth she of her own, My hope, my joy, my Geneviève! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. All Ihotights, all passions, all delight», Whatever stir this mortal frame, All are but ministers... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own My hope ! my joy ! my Geneviève ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own My hope ! my...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve I She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air,... | |
 | John William Lester - 1847 - 376 pagina’s
...the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope, my joy, my Geuevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful... | |
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Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. 
