 | 1809 - 402 páginas
...-der the Willow Tree. Black his hair as winter night White his skin as driven snow Red his face as morning; light Cold he lies in the grave below My Love is dead ?£c . * • . 3 ' Sweet his tongue as thrushes note Quick in dance as thought can be Deft his tabor cudgel... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 páginas
...under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below ; My love is dead, Gone to his deathbed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the briar'd dell... | |
 | 1822 - 418 páginas
...under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below : My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the brier'd dell... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 páginas
...the willow-tree. Black his hair as winter night, White his throat as summer snow, Red his cheek as morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below : My love is dead, &c. Sweet his tongue as throstle's note, Quick in dance as thought was he, Deft his tabor, cudgel stout,... | |
 | Joseph Cottle - 1829 - 318 páginas
...willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night ; White his rode [complexion] as the summer snow ; Red his face as the morning light ; Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven Baps his wiug In the briard dell... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 páginas
...*\ВДУ 101 Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as summer snow, Ruddy his face a« p + Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. Sweet his tongue, as throstle's not«, Quick in dance... | |
 | 1835 - 842 páginas
...under the willow tree. Black his hair as the summer night, White his brow as the winter snow, Red hia face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note, Quirk in... | |
 | 1836 - 802 páginas
...All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the summer night, White his brow as the winter enow, Red his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Sweet his tonrnc as the throstle's note, Quirk in... | |
 | Joseph Cottle - 1837 - 370 páginas
...willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night ; White his rode [complexion] as the summer snow ; Red his face as the morning light ; Cold he lies in the grave below, My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. ' Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briard dell... | |
 | Musa, Thomas Oliphant (president of the Madrigal society) - 1837 - 520 páginas
...under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow ; Bright his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, &c. The first stanza only of this most beautiful elegy by Chatterton, under the name of Rowley, is... | |
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Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note; Quick in dance as thought can be ; Deft his tabor, cudgel stout ; O, he lies by the willow-tree ! My love is dead, etc. 
