 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 pages
...and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point [read, Alone we fell. When of that smile we The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kissed. The book and writer both [day Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that We read no... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 pages
...and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point [read, Alone we fell. When of that smile we The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kissed. The book and writer both [day Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that We read no... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 pages
...But at one point [read, Alone we fell. When of that imile we The wished smile, so rapturously kit.'d By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kissed. The book and writer both [day Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that We read no... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 350 pages
...thralls I swoon'd as if by death I had been 'smote, And fel] down even as a dead body falls." ( J ) The wished smile, so rapturously kiss*d By one so...ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that daj We read no... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 308 pages
...and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point Alone we fell. When of that smile we read, The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...ne'er From me shall separate• at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no... | |
 | 1833 - 590 pages
...we fell. When of that smile me The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd Bv one so deep in love, tht.n he, who ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling ki-sed. The book and writer both [day Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that We read no... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1841 - 440 pages
...and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point Alone we fell. When of that smile we read, The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were Love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1844 - 606 pages
...Canto xvi. 3 At one point.] Questo tjuol punto fu, che^sol mi vinse. Tasso, 11 Torristnondo, ais 3. The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate, at onee my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1858 - 628 pages
...introduces it again, in the Paradise, Canto xvi. 1 *&t one point.] Questo qucl pun to fu, che snl mi vinse. The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...separate, at once my lips All tremhling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more."1 While thus one... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1845 - 636 pages
...Canto xvi. 3 Jit one point.] Questo quel punto fii, che sol mi vinse. Tasso, 11 Torrismoiido, ais 3. The wished smile, so rapturously kiss'd By one so...then he, who ne'er From me shall separate, at once ruy lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day... | |
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By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate• at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more. 
