 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...Genevieve! She leant against the armed man, The MI i in- of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to ray lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Gcnevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I plny'da soft and doleful... | |
 | 1828 - 514 pages
...scene, Had blended with the lights of ere ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man. The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hopo ! my joy ! my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 pages
...scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pages
...blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve. She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my harp, Amid the lingering light. I played a sad and doleful air, I sung an old and moving... | |
 | 1828 - 814 pages
...blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear Genevieve. She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my harp, Amid the lingering light. I played a sad and doleful air, I sung an old and moving... | |
 | 1829 - 558 pages
...blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight...sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...with the lights of ere; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviere ! She leant again -i the armed man. The statue of the armed knight; She stood and lislen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope! my joy! my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear Geneviève ! She lean'd harp, Amid the ling'ring light. 1 play'da sad and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 pages
...scene, Had blended with the lights of eve And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Generiere! She leant against the armed man The statue of the...Geneviève! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The gongs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful... | |
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And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She... 
