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. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild... Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 21820Full view - About this book
| England - English poetry - 1860 - 532 pages
...She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my harp, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft aud doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that fitted well... | |
| George Augustus Sala - 1860 - 290 pages
...the Lionheart's fair Berengaria, and Coleridge's Genevieve, my hope, my joy, my Genevieve — " ' Who loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve.' " " But, my good friend," the slim gentleman observed, as the red-nosed man allowed his arms to resume... | |
| Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 526 pages
...Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...whene'er I sing, The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story ; An old rude song, that suited well... | |
| Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 pages
...Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well... | |
| Lucius Hudson Holt - English poetry - 1915 - 956 pages
...Gene vie vel She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened G L 1 my joy t my Geneviève 1 She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played... | |
| George Benjamin Woods - England - 1916 - 1604 pages
...Genevievel She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; 15 She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy! my Qenevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing 20 The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and... | |
| Lee Emerson Bassett - Elocution - 1917 - 376 pages
...go." " So all day long the noise of battle rolled Among the mountains by the winter sea." " I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story...song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary." 4. Range and flexibility. Variety is the life of speech as * truly as it is the spice of life. A voice... | |
| Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1918 - 1116 pages
...Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed Knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay. Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...and moving story — An old rude song, that suited wel] That ruin wild and hoary. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace;... | |
| American poetry - 1918 - 2030 pages
...Genevieve! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed Knight; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air; I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1918 - 324 pages
...Genevieve ! She leant against 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 I my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played... | |
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