 ATHULF. A sort of swarming, curling, tremulous tumbling, As though there were an ant-hill in my bosom. I said I was ashamed. Sidroc, you smile ; If at my folly, well ! But if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart...  Edwin the Fair An Historical Drama - 46 psl.autoriai: Sir Henry Taylor - 1842 - 262 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1842 - 610 psl.
...her looks were clear, direct, and free, And said that she felt nothing. Sidroc, What feltst thon ? Athulf. A sort of swarming, curling, tremulous tumbling,...As though there were an ant-hill in my bosom. I sai JI was ashamed Sidroc, you smile ; If at my folly, well! But if you smile Suspicious of a taint... | |
 | Henry Taylor - 1845 - 278 psl.
...an instant ease resumed herself, And frankly with a pleasant laugh held out Her arrowy hand. Sidroc. What could she less ? a hand To have and hold is something...if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart, In this its first affection, far yon stray From the fair truth ; I could no more commingle Impure imaginations... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1852 - 442 psl.
...an instant ease resumed herself, And frankly with a pleasant laugh held out Her arrowy hand. SIDEOC. What could she less ? a hand To have and hold is something...But if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart In this its first affection, far you stray From the fair truth ; I could no more commingle Impure imaginations... | |
 | 1863 - 518 psl.
...looka were clear, direct, and free, And said that she felt nothing. " Sidroc. What felt'st thon ? " Athulf. A sort of swarming, curling, tremulous tumbling, As though there were au ant-hill in my bosom." Act I. Scene VI. Again the king alone with Elgiva thus discourses : "... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1864 - 262 psl.
...instant ease resumed herself, And frankly with a pleasant laugh held out Her shapely hand. Sidroc. What could she less ? a hand To have and hold is something...but if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart In this its first affection, far you stray From the fair truth ; I could no more commingle Impure imaginations... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1864 - 266 psl.
...instant ease resumed herself, And frankly with a pleasant laugh held out Her shapely hand. Sidroc. What could she less ? a hand To have and hold is something...but if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart In this its first affection, far you stray From the fair truth ; I could no more commingle Impure imaginations... | |
 | 1863 - 480 psl.
...feeling toward the princess, who " frankly with a pleasant laugh held out her arrowy hand." " Sidroc. What could she less ? A hand To have and hold is something...tumbling, As though there were an ant-hill in my bosom." Act I. Scene VI. Again the king alone with Elgiva thus discourses : " Beloved Elgiva, Thy beauty... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 psl.
...mine, But yet her looks were clear, direct, and free. And said that she felt nothing. .SMroe. Aud what felt'st thou? Athulf. A sort of swarming,...my heart, Wide is your error, and you never loved. HENRY TAYLOR. THE ECSTASY. WHERE, like a pillow on a bed, A pregnant bank swelled up to rest The violet's... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 psl.
...clear, direct, and free, And said that she felt nothing. Sldroc. And what felt'st thou ? Athulf.A sort of swarming, curling, tremulous tumbling, As...my heart, Wide is your error, and you never loved. HENRY TAYLOR. THE ECSTASY. WHERE, like a pillow on a bed, A pregnant bank swelled up to rest The violet's... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1875 - 260 psl.
...instant ease resumed herself, And frankly with a pleasant laugh held out Her shapely hand. Sidroc. What could she less ? a hand To have and hold is something...but if you smile Suspicious of a taint upon my heart In this its first affection, far you stray From the fair truth ; I could no more commingle Impure imaginations... | |
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