| William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 892 pagine
...Chloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, Upon Euphelia's toilet lay; When Cliloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should...praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. .Fair Chloe blushed: Eupheha frown'd: I sung and gazed: I played and trembled: And Venus to the Loves around Remarked,... | |
| Oswald John Fredeick Crawford - 1910 - 240 pagine
...to grace my measure, But Chloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay — When Chloe noted her desire That I...Fair Chloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung, and gazed ; I play'd and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around Remark'd how ill we all dissembled. Matthew... | |
| 1910 - 498 pagine
...measure, But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay — My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blush'd: Euphelia frown'd: I sung, and gazed; I play'd, and trembled: And Venus... | |
| Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 pagine
...But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay — When Cloe noted her desire That I should sing, that I should...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung and gazed; I play'd and trembled; And Venus... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 508 pagine
...Cloe noted her desire That I should sing, that I should play. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, 25 But with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sang, and gazed ; I play'd, and trembled : And... | |
| 1912 - 408 pagine
...real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre, Upon Euphelia's toilet lay; When Chloe noted her desire My lyre I tune, my voice I raise; But with my numbers mix my sighs: And while I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. Fair Chloe blushed: Euphelia frowned:... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1913 - 632 pagine
...to grace my measure ; But Chloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Chloe noted her desire, That I should...praise, I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes. Fair Chloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sung and gazed : I played and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around... | |
| William Stebbing - 1913 - 426 pagine
...explanation to an Angry Lover of her breach of an appointment ;7 Euphelia's very natural displeasure that, My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers mix my sighs ; Cupid's unfortunately matricidal mistake of Venus for her likeness, the same Cloe ; 9 or the superhuman... | |
| Walter Barnes - 1915 - 602 pagine
...flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphclia 's toilet lay — When Cloe noted her desire My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers...whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blush 'd; Euphelia frown 'd; I sung, and gazed; I play'd, and trembled; And... | |
| Alfred Turner - 1916 - 276 pagine
...sing, Love is a swallow Flitting with spring." Arthur Symons. " My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, And with my numbers mix my sighs; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. " Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd ; I sang and gazed ; I play'd, and trembled ; And... | |
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