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" twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek: perhaps Fra randolf chanced to say "Her mantle laps " Over my lady's wrist too much... "
Dramatis Personae: & Dramatic Romance & Lyrics - 132 ページ
Robert Browning 著 - 1909 - 246 ページ
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Papers on Literature and Art

Margaret Fuller - 1848 - 384 ページ
...not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps " Over my Lady's...enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart—how shall I say—too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked whate'er She looked on,...

The Sibyl: Or, New Oracles from the Poets

Caroline Howard Gilman - 1848 - 320 ページ
...sunshine broken in the rill Though turned astray is sunshine still. MOORE — Lalla Rookh. 34. She has A heart . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, Too easily impressed ; she likes whate'er She looks on, and her looks go everywhere. Oh, Sir, she smiles no doubt Whene'er you...

The English Review, 第 11 巻

1849 - 538 ページ
...style of the majority of Mr. Browning's lyrics. The Italian's jealousy is thus finely indicated : — " She had A heart . . . how shall I say ? . . too soon made glad, . . Too easily impress'd : — she liked whate'er She look'd on, and her looks went every where. — Sir, 'twas all...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 ページ
...not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...much," or " Paint Must never hope to reproduce the fiiitit Half-flush that dies along her throat;" such stuff Was courtesy she thought; and cause enough...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People, 第 1 巻

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 ページ
...Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' check : perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...how shall I say ? — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one ! my...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 ページ
...not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say 1 — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 ページ
...Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek ; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...that spot of Joy. She had A heart — how shall I sayl — too soon made glad, Too easily imprest ; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went...

Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art, and ..., 第 7 巻

1856 - 704 ページ
...Her husband's presence, only, called that spot Of loy into tho Duchess' check ; perhaps Fril Pandolf chanced to say, ' Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...too much,' or, ' Paint Must never hope to reproduce tho faint Half blush that dies along her throat ;' such stuff Twas courtesy, she thought, and cause...

Putnam's Monthly, 第 7 巻

1856 - 710 ページ
...Her husband's presence, only, called that scot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek ; perhaps Fru Pandolf chanced to say, ' Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist...too much,' or, ' Paint Must never hope to reproduce tho faint Half blush that dies along her throat ¡' such stuff' 'Twas courtesy, she thought, and causo...

Putnam's Monthly, 第 7 巻

1856 - 684 ページ
...called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' check ; perhaps Frti Paudolf chanced to sey, ' Her maatle laps Over my lady's wrist too much,' or, ' Paint Must never hope to reproduce the faint Half blush that dies along her throat , ' such stuff Twas courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For...




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