 | 1839 - 870 pàgines
...'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh no ! it was sium-thing more exquisite still. " 'Twos that friends the beloved of my bosom were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pàgines
...scene Her purest of chrystal and brightest of green; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill! Oh! no—it was something more exquisite still:— Twas...friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made ev'ry dear scene of enchantment more dear; And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 pàgines
...Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill — Oh! no — it was something more exquisite still. m. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pàgines
...not the soft magic of streamlet or hill — Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still. III. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see... | |
 | 1827 - 256 pàgines
...I'ushed from the room. CHAPTER XXVI I; " Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill ! Ah, n« ! it was something more exquisite still, 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made each dear scene of enchantment more dear, Who taught how the beat works of nature improve, When we... | |
 | 1827 - 488 pàgines
..."Twui not the soft magic of streamlet or hill ! -ill, nn ! it wa« lomethine more exquisite ftill, 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made each dear scene of enchantment more dear, Who taught how the beet works of nature improve, When we... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1828 - 232 pàgines
...'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill — Oh! no— it was something more exquisite still. III. 'Twas that friends the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see... | |
 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...not the soft magic of streamlet or hill ; Oh, no ! it ^vas something more exquisite still ! "l 'WHS that friends, the beloved of my bosom were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see... | |
 | 1831 - 272 pàgines
...purest of crystal, and brightest of green ; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlets or rill, Oh no, it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that, friends, the beloved of my bosom were near, Which made every dearscene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve... | |
 | 1834 - 480 pàgines
...purest of crystal, its brightest of green ; Twas not the soft magic of streamlets or rill, Oh no, it was something more exquisite still. Twas that, friends, the beloved of my bosom were near, Which made every scene of enchantment more dear. And who felt how the best charms of nature improve... | |
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Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill. Oh! no - it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve,... 
