...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West,...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West,...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart—how shall I say—too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked whate'er She looked on,...

...sunshine broken in the rill Though turned astray is sunshine still. MOORE — Lalla Rookh. 34. She has A heart . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, Too easily impressed ; she likes whate'er She looks on, and her looks go everywhere. Oh, Sir, she smiles no doubt Whene'er you...

...style of the majority of Mr. Browning's lyrics. The Italian's jealousy is thus finely indicated : — " She had A heart . . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, . . Too easily impress'd : — she liked whate'er She look'd on, and her looks went every where. — Sir, 'twas all...

...never hope to reproduce the faint "Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favor at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious...

...never hope to reproduce the fiiitit Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy she thought; and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart—how shall I say 1—too soon made glad, . Too easily imprest; she liked whate'er She looked...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat ;" such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went every where. Sir, 'twas all one ! My favour at her b/east, The dropping of the daylight in the West,...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat ;" such stuff Was courtesy she thought ; and cause enough For calling up that spot...how shall I say ? — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! my...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy she thought; and cause enough For calling up that spot of Joy. She had A heart — how shall I sayl — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went...