 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 str.
...noontide, Flagons of home-brewed ale; ah! fair, in sooth, was the maiden. Fairer was she on Sunday mom, A ʭ " Q ,[ ߟ !lQl ~ fB <} "? ߳K lLL0 &l ... > rj K / + ! l E c ^ m ;Ć ana her ear-rings, Brought in the olden time from France, and since, as an heir-loom, Handed down from... | |
 | 1853 - 688 str.
...scenery, we have " Columns of pale, blue smoke, like clouda of incense, ascending;" Or the church, "The bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds...the congregation and scatters blessings upon them." And the children who stand at the door of the forge and watch the sparks glitter and expire, "Merrily... | |
 | 1853 - 692 str.
...incense, ascending;" Or the church, "The bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, ae the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation and scatters blessings upon them." And the children who stand at the door of the forge and watch the sparks glitter and expire, "Merrily... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1854 - 124 str.
...she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell...passed, with her chaplet of beads and her missal, Shone on her face and cncirled her form, when, after confession, Homeward serenely she walked with... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 str.
...Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday naorn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, a9 the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatlers blessings upon them, Down the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 568 str.
...she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell...with her chaplet of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman-cap, and her kirtle of blue, and the ear-rings, Brought in the olden time from France, and since,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 str.
...she bore to the reapers at noon-tide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled witb holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 428 str.
...she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell...priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and seatters blessings upon them, Down the long street she passed, with her chaplet of beads and her miswl,... | |
 | 1859 - 694 str.
...The pines and hemlocks, bearded with moss, " stand like harpers hoar." The bell, on Sunday morn, " Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest...the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them." Sometimes, over eager for simplicity, his muse stoops to the absurd; as, when speaking of Evangeline,... | |
 | 1859 - 690 str.
...The pines and hemlocks, bearded with moss, " stand like harpers hoar." The bell, on Sunday morn, " Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, ami scatters blessings upon them." Sometimes, over eager for simplicity, his muse stoops to the absurd;... | |
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Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. 
