The Story of Rosina, and Other VersesK. Paul, Trench, Trübner, & Company, 1895 - 120 psl. |
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... watching the suspended cherries , Never had seen such little fingers play ; - As for the arm , no Hebè's could be rounder ; Low in his heart a whisper said I've found her . " " Woo first the mother , if you'd win the.
... watching the suspended cherries , Never had seen such little fingers play ; - As for the arm , no Hebè's could be rounder ; Low in his heart a whisper said I've found her . " " Woo first the mother , if you'd win the.
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... finger tapped the door . Opened Rosina to the unknown comer . ' Twas a young girl une pauvre fille , she said , They had been growing poorer all the summer ; Father was lame , and mother lately dead ; CALIFORNIA " On his knees " AS ...
... finger tapped the door . Opened Rosina to the unknown comer . ' Twas a young girl une pauvre fille , she said , They had been growing poorer all the summer ; Father was lame , and mother lately dead ; CALIFORNIA " On his knees " AS ...
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Austin Dobson. By the door she fingers UNIV . OF CALIFORNIA Your fast poet on his knees " CALIFORNIA.
Austin Dobson. By the door she fingers UNIV . OF CALIFORNIA Your fast poet on his knees " CALIFORNIA.
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... fingers . No , not a sign . Already with the Painter Grace and the nymphs began recovered reign ; Truth was no more , and nature , waxing fainter , Paled to the old sick Artifice again . Seeing Rosina going out to die , How should he ...
... fingers . No , not a sign . Already with the Painter Grace and the nymphs began recovered reign ; Truth was no more , and nature , waxing fainter , Paled to the old sick Artifice again . Seeing Rosina going out to die , How should he ...
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afield were sun-baked AUSTIN DOBSON Autumn Idyll BEAU BROCADE beauty Belle Marquise Besought her leave Betwixt the paths Bright-eyed Bella brow CALIFORNIA called too green Camargo CONVENT GATE Cupid's Alley Curé dainty dance Dash was smitten dear and deprecating deprecating mother door she lingers Dorothy dream of harp-prest E'en eyes fancy François Boucher FRANK Garden Idyll gossip's word grace was jupes grass he called gray grown stout gudgeon harp-prest bosoms Heading to poem heart HUGH THOMSON JACK knees LADY last poet LAWRENCE List of Illustrations look Louise lure anew M'sieu Misogynist Monsieur Muse NOTE Painter peaches poem To face Preferred Clarissa Read and re-read reading Greek Rose round seat shall tumble Sing smile snow song sorrow Story of Rosina Strive to lure sun-baked savage creatures Sundial suspended cherries things thought thrush Twas Twice-told tales Twixt vanished days verses VIMU Virtuoso Watching the suspended
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