 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1903 - 544 pages
...Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now naught was heard beneath the skies— The sounds of busy Life were still — Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. " Leicester," she cried, " is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this... | |
 | English poetry - 1904 - 1058 pages
...Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now naught was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. " Leicester," she cried, " is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this... | |
 | Robert D. Blackman - American literature - 1904 - 1196 pages
...to aspire to the hand of Queen Elizabeth. Now naught was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs That issued from that lonely pile. " Lester," she cried, " is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to mo, To leave me in this lonely... | |
 | Henry Bernard Cotterill - 1906 - 140 pages
...Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now nought was heard beneath the skies ; The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs That issued from that lonely pile. ' Leicester ! ' she cried, ' is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this... | |
 | Anne Hollingsworth Wharton - England - 1908 - 350 pages
...pathetic voice,broke forth in these words: Now nought was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. " Leicester," she cried, " is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this... | |
 | Recitations - 1909 - 636 pages
...Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now naught was heard beneath the skies. The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs That issued from that lonely pile. To leave me in this lonely grove, Immured iii shameful privity ? " No more thou com'st with lover's... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1334 pages
...sky, Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall, Now nought was heard beneath the skies — The sounds of busy life were still — Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. 'Leicester,' she cried, ' is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this lonely... | |
 | Marion Harland - Historic buildings - 1910 - 382 pages
...Her residence in the "lonely pile" in the obscure village is thus deplored: "Leicester!" she cried, "is this thy love That thou so oft has sworn to me, To leave me in this lonely grove, Immured in shameful privity?" Three of the best verses are familiar to all who have lent an attentive... | |
 | Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne - Anthologies - 1901 - 446 pages
...Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now naught was heard beneath the skies — The sounds of busy Life were still — Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. " Leicester," she cried, " is this thy love That thou so oft hast sworn to me, To leave me in this... | |
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Now nought was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. 
