 The bride kissed the goblet; the knight took it up: He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar,...  The Universal magazine - Page 3991808Full view - About this book
 | American poetry - 1838 - 332 pages
...quatTd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,— " Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...d off the wine, and he threw down the cup. — She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand ere her mother could har : " Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...quafFd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. — She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh. With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar : " Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar. So... | |
 | Gething - 1838 - 426 pages
...quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — "Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1845 - 380 pages
...quafFd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure ! " said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - Elocution - 1841 - 410 pages
...off the wine, | and he threw down the cup. | She look'd down to blush, | and she look'd up to sigh, | With a smile on her lips, | and a tear in her eye. | He took her soft hand, | ere her mother could bar, — | " Now tread we a measure !" | said young... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 848 pages
...quaffd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, espied." » " The Desolator desolate ! The Victo He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1843 - 732 pages
...quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. iI She looked down to hlush, and she looked up to sign, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could har, — " Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar,... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - Readers - 1843 - 524 pages
...quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup ; She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — , " Now tread we a measure !" said young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup ! She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar — ' Now tread we a measure!' said young Lochmvar.... | |
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