 | Jane Taylor - 1816 - 192 sayfa
...far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on the evening star That twinkles through-the trees.; • Is it to watch the setting sun She does that seat...the maiden thinks of one Who never thinks of her. But lively is the street below, And ceaseless is the hum, As some intent on pleasure go, On schemes... | |
 | 1831 - 1008 sayfa
...waudcred far From all she hears and sees, She {razes on the evening star, That twinkles thro' the trees " Is it to watch the setting sun, She does that seat prefer ? Alas ! the maiden thinks of one, Who little thinks of her."— " Eternal fidelity" — being, of course, the first article agreed and sworn... | |
 | 1831 - 1040 sayfa
...far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on the evening star, That twinkles thro' the trees — " Is it to watch the setting sun, She does that seat prefer ? Alas ! the maiden thinks of one, Who little thinks of her." — " Eternal fidelity" — being, of course, the first article agreed and sworn... | |
 | Jane Taylor - 1832 - 306 sayfa
...wandered far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on the evening star That twinkles through the trees. Is it to watch the setting sun She does that seat...the maiden thinks of one Who never thinks of her. But lively is the street below, And ceaseless is the hum, As some intent on pleasure go, On schemes... | |
 | 1848 - 800 sayfa
...wandered far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on the evening star That twinkles through the trees. Is it to watch the setting sun, She does that seat...the maiden thinks of one Who never thinks of her. But lively is the street below, And ceaseless is the hum, As some intent on pleasure go, On schemes... | |
 | Jane Taylor - 1846 - 258 sayfa
...wandered far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on the evening star That twinkles through the trees. Is it to watch the setting sun ' She does that seat...the maiden thinks of one Who never thinks of her. But lively is the street below, And ceaseless is the hum, As some intent on pleasure go, On schemes... | |
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... with present bliss, And hope of distant days. There, at her chamber-window high, A lonely maiden sits ; Its casement fronts the western sky, And balmy air admits : And while her thoughts have wandered far From all she hears and sees, She gazes on... 