 | 1866 - 392 str.
...But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay— When Cloe noted her desire That I should sing, that I should...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia frowned ; I sung and gazed ; I played and trembled ; And... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 str.
...but Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, upon Euphelia's toilet lay; when Cloe noted her desire that I should sing, that I should...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sung and gazed; I played and trembled: and Venus... | |
 | Matthew Prior - 1866 - 350 str.
...But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should...my voice I raise ; But with my numbers mix my sighs : 10 And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson - 1867 - 410 str.
...Conveys it in a borrow'd name : Euphelia serves to grace my measure ; But Chloe is my real flame. • My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's...voice I raise ; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And while I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. Fair Chloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd... | |
 | J. H. - 1867 - 860 str.
...But Cbloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, Upon Euphelia's toilet lay, When Cbloe noted her desire That I should sing, that I should...lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers mixing sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul in Cbloe's eyes. Fair Cbloe blush'd,... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson - 1867 - 376 str.
...that I should play. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise ; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And while I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. Fair Chloe blush'd: Euphelia frown'd: I sung, and gazed : I play'd, and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1871 - 208 str.
...in statione ponere."—Keep the words, " darling lyre," for line 3. EXERCISE I.VI. (same continued). My lyre I tune, my voice I raise; But with my numbers mix my sighs; And, whilst I sing Buphelia's praise, Fair Chloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung and gazed; I play'd and trembled... | |
 | Sir Richard Claverhouse Jebb - 1873 - 262 str.
...melle carentes : forte rogat, nectam verba modosque, Chloe. III. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, And with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. IV. Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung and gazed ; I play'd and trembled :... | |
 | 1874 - 614 str.
...treasure, Conveys it in a borrowed name : Euphelia serves to grace ray measure, But Chloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, Upon Euphelia's...But with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphulia's praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. Fair Chloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sang, and... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 str.
...But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay — When Cloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sung, and gazed; I played, and trembled: And... | |
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Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should play. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia... 
