 March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which we meet And the valleys of Paradise.  The Ohio Cultivator - Page 189by S.D. Harris - 1858Full view - About this book
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 pages
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash d in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood. For I heard your tivulet fall Fiointhelaketothemeiidowandontothewoort, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; From the... | |
 | Questions and answers - 1897 - 1138 pages
...your foot shall set The primrose and the violet. Tennyson, in ' Maud,' pt. i. xxii. § 7, has : — From the meadow your walks have left so sweet That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet, In violets blue as your eyes. FC BIRKBEOK TERRY.... | |
 | Ireland - 1855 - 724 pages
...ro*c, ' For ever and ever, mine.* And ihe soul of the rose went into my Ulood, As the music clash 'd in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood,...meadow your walks have left so sweet That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows... | |
 | Scotland - 1855 - 808 pages
...rose, ' For over and ever, mine.' And the sonl of the rose went into my blood, As the music cla h'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks hare left so sweet That whenever a March-wind slgha He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets... | |
 | 1855 - 498 pages
...soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash 'd in the hall; And long by the garden-lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake...meadow your walks have left so sweet, That whenever a March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1855 - 180 pages
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' 6. And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; 7. He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1855 - 176 pages
...rose, ' For ever and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood,...on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all ; 7. He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which... | |
 | Ireland - 1855 - 1416 pages
...ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As-the music clash 'd in the ball ; -':-'.! long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your...fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Oar wood, that is dearer than all ; From the meadow your walks have left so sweet '1 I/at whenever... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 pages
...rose, ' For erer and ever, mine.' And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the mosfc clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet foil From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood. Our wood, that Is dearer than all ; From the meadow... | |
 | England - 1855 - 812 pages
...the garden lake 1 stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to tho meadow and on \K tti» wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all; From the meadow your walks have left ^ sweet That whenever a March-wind sighs По sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as... | |
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