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" I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. "
Reading and Living - ˹éÒ 42
â´Â Howard Copeland Hill, Rollo La Verne Lyman - 1924
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Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, àÅèÁ·Õè 57

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1862 - 604 ˹éÒ
...Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. " A whisper, and then a silence : Yet 1 know by their merry eyes They are plotting and planning together To take mo by surprise. " A sudden rush from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hull ! By three doors left...
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The Atlantic Monthly, àÅèÁ·Õè 6

1860 - 800 ˹éÒ
...And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They arc plotting and planning together To take me by surprise....into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair J If I try to escape, they surround me ; They seem to be everywhere. They almost devour me with kisses,...
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Fraser's Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 63

1861 - 820 ˹éÒ
...hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegro, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...enter my castle wall! They climb up into my turret, If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. O'er the arms and back of my chair...
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Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, àÅèÁ·Õè 63

1861 - 898 ˹éÒ
...hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...left unguarded They enter my castle wall ! They climb np into my turret, O'er the arms and back of my chair ; If I try to escape, they surround me ; They...
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The True Consoler, Or Balm for the Stricken, Original and Selected

1861 - 228 ˹éÒ
...stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...A sudden raid from the hall ! By three doors left ungarded They enter my castle wall. They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair...
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Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862 - 622 ˹éÒ
...hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...together To take me by surprise. A sudden rush from the stair way, A sudden raid from the hall ! By three doors left unguarded They enter my castle wall !...
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Leisure hours in town, by the author of The recreations of a country parson

Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1862 - 400 ˹éÒ
...hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...planning together To take me by surprise. A sudden ru«h from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hall ! By three doors left unguarded They enter my...
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Tales of a Wayside Inn

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 ˹éÒ
...Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. •* A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...enter my castle wall ! They climb up into my turret O'or the arms and back of my chair ; If I try to escape, they surround me ; They seem to be everywhere....
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The Poetical Works of Henry W. Longfellow, àÅèÁ·Õè 3

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 260 ˹éÒ
...stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper , and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and...three doors left unguarded They enter my castle wall I They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 ˹éÒ
...Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know hy their merry eyes They are plotting and planning together To take me hy surprise. A sudden rush from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hall ! By three doors left unguarded...
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