 The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glance awry Which may let in a little thought unsound.  The Atlantic Monthly - Strana 881861Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | British poets - 1809 - 490 str.
...peeping in her face, that seems more fair The more they on it stare ; But her sad eyes, still fastoed on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsound. Why blush ye, Love ! to give to me to your... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 str.
...in her face, that seems more fair The more they on it stare; •, . But her sad eyes, still fastned on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one took to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thonght unsound. Why blush ye, Love ! to give to me... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 610 str.
...doe romaine, Forget their service and about her fly, Ofte peeping in her face, that seems more fayre, The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still...governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one took to glauncc awry, Which may let in a little thought imsownd. Why blush ye, love, to give to me... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 420 str.
...happy hands, How the red roses flush up in her eheekes, And the pure snow, with goodly vermiU stayne. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are...with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glaunee awry, Whieh may let in a little thought unsownd. Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 str.
...peeping in her face, that seems more fair The more they on it stare : But her sad eyes, still fastned $ / # / # / glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsound. Why blush ye, Love! to give to me your hand,... | |
 | Edmund Spenser - 1825 - 450 str.
...and about her fly, Ofte peeping in her face, that seems more fayre, The more they on it stare. Bat her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, 235 That suffers not one look to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsownd. Why blush... | |
 | 1833 - 388 str.
...doe remaine. Forget their service, and about her fly, Oft peeping in her face, that seems more fayre, The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still...one look to glance awry. Which may let in a little thonght unsound. Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand. The pledge of all our band 1 Sing, ye... | |
 | 742 str.
...altar do remain, Forget fheir service, and nbout her fly, Oft peeping in her face, that seemt moreftrir The more they on it stare. But her sad* eyes, still...That suffers not one look to glance awry Which may lot in a little thought unsound. Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand— The pledge of all our... | |
 | Edmund Spenser - 1839 - 334 str.
...doe remaine, Forget their service and about her fly, Ofte peeping in her face, that seems more fayre, The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still...with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsownd. Why blush ye, Love, to give to me your hand,... | |
 | Edmund Spenser - 1839 - 444 str.
...continually Forget their service and about her fly, Ofte peeping in her face, that seems more fayre, The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still...fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, 235 That suffers not one look to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsownd. Why blush... | |
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