 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...that is, I could not stoup to sucli a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I. La<iy Clara Vere tie Vere, You put strange memories in my head. Not thrice your brandling limes have... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 104
...that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more...limes have blown Since I beheld young Laurence dead. O your sweet eyes, your low replies : A great enchantress you may be ; But there was that across his... | |
 | 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 508
...that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more...your branching limes have blown Since I beheld young Lawrence dead. Oh ! your sweet eyes, your low replies : A great enchantress you may be ; But there... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...that is, I cou d not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how 1 could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more...head. Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since 1 beheld young Laurence dead. 0, your sweet eyes, your low replies : A great enchantress you may be... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories...head. Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since 1 beheld young Laurence dead. Oh ! your sweet eyes, your low replies ; A great enchantress you may... | |
 | William Howitt - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 732
...that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I. 1 Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories in my head. Not thiice your branching limes have... | |
 | Josephine Clifford - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...Christine could not be made to rejoice, and all the comment she made on the other's enthusiasm was, "Oh! Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories in my head." And Clara flew up-stairs to dream over this broadening flood of sunshine as she had dreamed over the... | |
 | Josephine Woempner Clifford McCrackin - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...Christine could not be made to rejoice, and all the comment she made on the other's enthusiasm was, "Oh! Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories in my head." And Clara flew up-stairs to dream over this broadening flood of sunshine as she had dreamed over the... | |
 | John Newman Edwards - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 532
...the balance of the writing in the book : " Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories In ray head, Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since I beheld young Lawrence dead. Ohl your sweet eyes, your low replies; A great enchantress you may be ; But there was... | |
 | Phineas Garrett - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 874
...that is, I eould not stoop to such a mind. You sougnt to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more...A great enchantress you may be: But there was that acroas his throat Which you had hardly cared to see. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, \V hen thus he met his... | |
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Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Some meeker pupil you must find, For were you queen of all that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than... 
