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" Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. "
Favorite Poems - Seite 45
von Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 96 Seiten
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The World of fashion and continental feuilletons [afterw.] The Ladies ...

1866 - 234 Seiten
...recommend this pattern as being an admirable fit and of the newest style. I IIk LOVE ON THE OCEAN WAVE. "The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth ; And watched how the veering wind did blow The smoke now west, now south : Then up and spoke an old sailor...
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Bentley's Miscellany, Band 8

Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 Seiten
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west, now south....
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The Evergreen, Band 1

1840 - 818 Seiten
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The Skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South....
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Bentley's Miscellany, Band 8

Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 688 Seiten
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside tlie helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west,...
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Ballads and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 Seiten
...the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South....
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Band 7

1842 - 512 Seiten
...skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. " Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. " Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and pawed, like...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 Seiten
...skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. : Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South....
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The Rover, Band 2

Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 Seiten
...company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom sweet as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The Skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South....
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Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 Seiten
...the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South....
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Programmes of evening concerts

Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1860 - 106 Seiten
...ta'en his little daughter, To bear him company. 6 Blue were her eyes, as the fairy-flax. Her checks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, AVith his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke, now West, now South....
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