 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1888 - عدد الصفحات: 698
...hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite, Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that 's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on iv.e, If once their ray Was turned away O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson, Coulson Kernahan - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me ; But when the spell was on me, If once their ray And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing ? No— vain, alas I th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever; — Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson, Coulson Kernahan - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me; But when the spell was on me, If once their ray And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing ? No—vain, alas ! th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever;— Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1893 - عدد الصفحات: 696
...hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite, Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that 's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turned away O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - عدد الصفحات: 862
...Like him, too, Beauty won me. But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turned away O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...From bonds so sweet to sever; Poor Wisdom's chance DEAR HARP OF MY COUNTRY. Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1895 - عدد الصفحات: 838
...hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite,1 Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that 's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turned away, О ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me ; But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turned away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those...eyes Again to set it glowing ? No — vain, alas! the endeavor From bonds so sweet to sever: Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 680
...hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me But while her eyes were on me ; If once their ray Was turned away, Oh I winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart growing... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 534
...hung with gaze enchanted, Like him, the sprite Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me; But while her eyes were on me. If once their ray Was turned away, Oh! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart growing... | |
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And are those follies going? And is my proud heart growing Too cold or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing? No, vain, alas! th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever; Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever. 
