 | 1897 - 1138 psl.
...parallel passage t JB FLEMIHQ. The 1886 edition of Mr. Dobson's ' At the Sign of th Lyre ' has : — The ladies of St. James's ! They 're painted to the...; It trembles to a lily, — It wavers to a rose. In connexion with the last couplet and the nam Phyllida, ¡tie interesting to note that the pink blossom... | |
 | 1897 - 666 psl.
...FLEMING The 1886 edition of Mr. Dobion's ' At the Sign of the Lyre ' has :— The ladies of St. James's I They 're painted to the eyes ; Their white it stays...colour comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily,— It waven to a rose. In connexion with the last couplet and the name Phyllida, it is interesting to note... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 440 psl.
...my Phyllida ! The breath of heath and furze, When breezes blow at morning, Is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's ! They 're painted to the...red it never dies : But Phyllida, my Phyllida ! Her color comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — It wavers to a rose. The ladies of St. James's !... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 330 psl.
...my Phyllida ! the breath of heath and furze, When breezes blow at morning, is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's ! they 're painted to the...red it never dies : But Phyllida, my Phyllida ! her color comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — it wavers to a rose. The ladies of St. James's !... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 psl.
...my Phyllida I The breath of heath and furze, When breezes blow at morning, la not so fresh as hen. The ladies of St. James's ! They 're painted to the...for ever, Their red it never dies : But Phyllida, my Fhyllida ! Her color comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — It wavers to a rose. The ladies of... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1896 - 388 psl.
...my Phyllida ! the breath of heath and furze, When breezes blow at morning, is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's ! they 're painted to the...red it never dies : But Phyllida, my Phyllida ! her color comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — it wavers to a rose. The ladies of St. James's !... | |
 | 1896 - 468 psl.
...and furze, When breezes blow at morning, Is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's They're painted to the eyes ; Their white it stays for ever,...red it never dies : But Phyllida, my Phyllida, Her color comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — It wavers to a rose. The ladies of St. James's You... | |
 | 1924 - 670 psl.
...Phyllida. my Phyllida! The breath of heath and furze When breezes blow at morning Is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's! They 're painted to the eyes. Their white it stays forever. Their red it never dies: But Phyllida, my Phyllida, Her color comes and goes. It trembles... | |
 | Katharine Burrill - 1906 - 240 psl.
...russet gown, And runs to gather May-dew Before the world is down. The ladies of St. James's ! They're painted to the eyes Their white it stays for ever...goes ; It trembles to a lily— It wavers to a rose. AUSTIN DOBSON. I HAVE been trying to find a word-picture of an ideal girl—perhaps I should say my... | |
 | Lizzie Allen Harker - 1913 - 408 psl.
...revolved round her in appreciative criticism, quoting the while: — 'The ladies of St. James's I They're painted to the eyes ; Their white it stays for ever,...colour comes and goes ; It trembles to a lily, — It warms to a rose " This was strictly true, for Mary flushed and paled under her father's gaze, standing... | |
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The ladies of St. James's! They're painted to the eyes; Their white it stays for ever, Their red it never dies: But Phyllida, my Phyllida! 
