And the young girl mused beside the well Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he for power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a picture come and go; And sweet Maud... Putnam's Monthly - Page 291857Full view - About this book
| American periodicals - 1855 - 846 pages
...tune ; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he for power. Tet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a bright picture come and go : And sweet Maud... | |
| David W. Bartlett - Reformers - 1855 - 440 pages
...love-tune; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion as he...marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a picture coine and go; And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent surprise. Oft, when the... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 pages
...the lawyers smiled that afternoon, When he hummed in court an old love-tune ; WHITTIER. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...surprise. Oft when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the way-side well instead; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1858 - 752 pages
...love-tone ; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watehed a picture come and go : And sweet Mand Mailer's hazel eyes Looked ont in their iunocent surprise.... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 644 pages
...alone. But the lawyers smiled that afternoon, When he hummed in court an old love-tune ; He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, lie watched a picture come and go: And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1859 - 812 pages
...love-tune ; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watch'da picture come and go : And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Look'd out in their innocent surprise.... | |
| John Williamson Palmer - Folk songs - 1861 - 540 pages
...; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the un raked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...surprise. Oft, when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead ; v 209 And closed bis eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of... | |
| John Greenleaf Whittier - 1861 - 340 pages
...love-tune ; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...surprise. Oft, when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead ; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows... | |
| Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 552 pages
...love-tune ; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he...power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, lie watched a picture come and go : And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent... | |
| Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 560 pages
...oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, lie watched a picture come and go: And sweet Maud Mailer's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent surprise. Oft, when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead ; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows... | |
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