 | English poetry - 1866 - 180 pages
...Lochinvar ! " The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and lie threw down the cup ! She looked down to blush, and...bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bride maidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar!"... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1866 - 1204 pages
...it up, He auaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in...dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whisper' d, " 'Twere better by far, , MAKJIffOff. [CA One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1866 - 656 pages
...it up, He quaff" d off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in...dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whisper'd, " 'Twere better by far, To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar." One touch... | |
 | James W. Gousseff - Pantomimes - 1981 - 236 pages
...in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — 'Now tread we a measure! 'said the young Lochinvar. So stately his form and so lovely...bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar. " One touch to her hand,... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - Literary Collections - 2003 - 258 pages
...it up, He quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup, She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in...dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whisper'd, "Twere better by far, To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar,' One touch to... | |
 | Michael Harrison, Christopher Stuart-Clark - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2004 - 166 pages
...it up. He quaff 'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh. With a smile on her lips, and a tear in...dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whisper'd, "Twere better by far To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar. One touch to... | |
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The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup, She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,... 
