Old-world Idylls and Other VersesKegan Paul, Trench, 1884 - 252 psl. "This selection is based upon one published at New York in 1880. With a few exceptions, the pieces are chosen from Vignettes in rhyme, 1873, and Proverbs in porcelain, 1877. Both volumes are out of print"--Page facing half-title |
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... grace , Just like an empty locket ! " The time is out of joint . ' Who will , May strive to make it better ; For me , this warm old window - sill , And this old dusty letter . " II . " Dear John ( the letter ran ) , it can't , can't ...
... grace , Just like an empty locket ! " The time is out of joint . ' Who will , May strive to make it better ; For me , this warm old window - sill , And this old dusty letter . " II . " Dear John ( the letter ran ) , it can't , can't ...
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... grace , Fresh - coloured , frank , with ne'er a trace Of trouble shaded ; The eyes are blue , the hair is drest In plainest way , -one hand is prest Deep in a flapped canary vest , With buds brocaded . He wears a brown old Brunswick ...
... grace , Fresh - coloured , frank , with ne'er a trace Of trouble shaded ; The eyes are blue , the hair is drest In plainest way , -one hand is prest Deep in a flapped canary vest , With buds brocaded . He wears a brown old Brunswick ...
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... grace The soft white hand that stroked her lace , Or smoothed her wimples . So left her beautiful . Her age Was comely as her youth was sage , And yet she once had been the rage ; - It hath been hinted , Indeed , affirmed by one or two ...
... grace The soft white hand that stroked her lace , Or smoothed her wimples . So left her beautiful . Her age Was comely as her youth was sage , And yet she once had been the rage ; - It hath been hinted , Indeed , affirmed by one or two ...
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... d'Amour " ; You were " Vénus à Cythère " ; " Sappho mise en Pompadour , " And " Minerve en Parabère " ; You had every grace of heaven In your most angelic face , With the nameless finer leaven Lent of blood and courtly UNE MARQUISE . 31.
... d'Amour " ; You were " Vénus à Cythère " ; " Sappho mise en Pompadour , " And " Minerve en Parabère " ; You had every grace of heaven In your most angelic face , With the nameless finer leaven Lent of blood and courtly UNE MARQUISE . 31.
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... grace shall please ; Till the coming of the crows ' feet , And the backward turn of beaux ' feet , " Belle Marquise ! " Till your frothed - out life's commotion Settles down to Ennui's ocean , Or a dainty sham devotion , " Belle ...
... grace shall please ; Till the coming of the crows ' feet , And the backward turn of beaux ' feet , " Belle Marquise ! " Till your frothed - out life's commotion Settles down to Ennui's ocean , Or a dainty sham devotion , " Belle ...
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Autonoë BABETTE BALLADE BARON BEAU BROCADE beauty Belle Marquise bird blue Boucher brow Caliph CLAUDE TILLIER comes Cupid's Alley Cynics dance dear DENISE DOLLY Dorothy dream e'en eyes face fair fawn that seeks feet flowers FRANÇOIS BOUCHER FRANK grace gray green grew hair hand heart I-no intended an Ode king more terrible kissed me to-day knew L'ÉTOILE laughing LAWRENCE LE DÉPIT AMOUREUX lips London stones look Love Love's M'sieu Madam Maid Muse Naught but myrtle NELLIE NINETTE NINON o'er once pale pipe and flute Plato Poets poor present for Rose PRINCESS Procris Pure song rhyme RONDEAU Rosina scarce School of Coquettes seeks its mother sigh sing smile song stirred strange stray fawn sweet Sybaris teacup-times THEOCRITUS thing thou thought thrush turned Twas twice-told tales Twill twixt VIEUXBOIS VILLANELLE watched weary word yore
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