 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - عدد الصفحات: 956
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; its to decay: F roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - عدد الصفحات: 852
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; O m| 3 erzf ]7 mb Z /< מ~ ^L.: /鷇v t X 231 mo s at G, 65 Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes; All this still... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed, — All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall, — Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humor interposed too often makes ; All this still legible... | |
 | 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 792
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; Elamites," ' flock hither, and do naturally roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 828
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 964
...plum; 61 The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; ю So might I, standing on this pleasant 6S Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humor interposed too often makes; All this still... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 806
...fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, arid ny roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | Elizabeth McCracken - 1917 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid, — All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humor interposed too often makes, — All this, still... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes; All this, still legible... | |
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Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or... 
