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" Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist too much,' or 'Paint Must never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat:' such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough 20 For calling up that spot of joy. "
The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning ... - หน้า 231
โดย Robert Browning - 1887
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Papers on literature and art, ส่วนที่ 2

Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 198 หน้า
...durst, How such a glance came there ; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess' cheek ; perhaps Fr& Pandolf chanced to say " Her mantle laps " Over my Lady's wrist too much," or " Paint " Must never...

Papers on Literature and Art

Margaret Fuller - 1848 - 384 หน้า
...durst, How such a glance came there; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy...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,...

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

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 หน้า
...they durst How such a glance came there; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy...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

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 หน้า
...durst How such a glance came there ; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy...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 หน้า
...durst How such a glance came there ; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy...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...

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

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 หน้า
...durst How such a glance came there ; so not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not 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 too much," or " Paint...

Putnam's Monthly, เล่มที่ 7

1856 - 704 หน้า
...first Are you to turn and ask me. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence, only, called that spot Of loy into the Duchess' cheek ; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced...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...

Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art ..., เล่มที่ 7

1856 - 704 หน้า
...'twas not 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...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, เล่มที่ 7

1856 - 710 หน้า
...'twas not 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...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, เล่มที่ 7

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




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