Anthology of Romanticism, Volume 2Ernest Bernbaum T. Nelson and sons, 1929 - English literature |
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... face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? " Why did you say my lip was sweet , And make the scarlet pale ? And why did I , young , witless maid ! Believe the ...
... face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? " Why did you say my lip was sweet , And make the scarlet pale ? And why did I , young , witless maid ! Believe the ...
Page 298
... face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan braes . Nae mair at Logan kirk will he Atween the preachings meet wi ' me : Meet wi ' me , or when it's mirk , Convoy me hame frae Logan kirk . I weel may sing thae days are gane : Frae kirk ...
... face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan braes . Nae mair at Logan kirk will he Atween the preachings meet wi ' me : Meet wi ' me , or when it's mirk , Convoy me hame frae Logan kirk . I weel may sing thae days are gane : Frae kirk ...
Page 376
... face , wrapped up in his mantle or thin cotton cloak so that nothing but his eyes could be seen , was paying more attention to the horse than to the branch of kantuffa beside him ; it took first hold of his hair and the fold of the ...
... face , wrapped up in his mantle or thin cotton cloak so that nothing but his eyes could be seen , was paying more attention to the horse than to the branch of kantuffa beside him ; it took first hold of his hair and the fold of the ...
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