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" Then Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips, — don't you think he was right? "Now, Rory, leave off, sir; you'll... "
Songs for the People: Comprising National, Patriotic, Sentimental, Comic ... - الصفحة 67
المحررون: - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 304
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 822
...midst of fun, a poetic appreciation of female beauty, combined with gallantry and tenderness — " Her neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light." But we are anticipating. Let us go back awhile, and...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, المجلد 22

1851 - عدد الصفحات: 604
...midst of fun, a poetic appreciation of female beauty, combined with gallantry and tenderness — " Hеr neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light." But we are anticipating. Let us go back awhile, and...

The Sprig of Shillelah: A Collection of the Most Humorous and Popular Irish ...

Dinny Blake - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 370
...your lake, Dinny Grime* and Jim Dull' ; And I've mode myself, drinking your health, quite a baste, So, I think, after that, I may talk to the priest.' Then...neck, So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, An,-l he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kiss'd her sweet lips— don't you...

Songs and Ballads: Including Those Sung in His "Irish Evenings" and Hitherto ...

Samuel Lover - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 252
...your sake Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff; And I've made myself, drinking your health, quite a baste, So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest."* Then Rory, the rogua, stole his arm round her neok, So soft and so white, with'out freckle or speck, And he look'd...

Songs and Ballads

Samuel Lover - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...your sake Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff; And I've made myself, drinking your health, quite a baste, So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest." *...look'd in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kissM her sweet lips; don't you think he was right ? *' Now Rory, leave off, sir; you'll hug roe no...

The book of modern songs, ed. by J.E. Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...Kathleen, my darlint, you've teased me enough, Sure I've thrash'd for your sake Diimy Grimes and So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest."* Then...white, without freckle or speck, And he look'd in hereyes that were beaming with lighr, And he kiss'd her sweet lips—don't you think he was "Now Eory,...

One Hundred Songs of Ireland: Music and Words

1859 - عدد الصفحات: 78
...for your sake, Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff. And I've made myself drinking your health quite a baste, So I think after that, I may talk to the priest* Then...soft and so white, without freckle or speck, And he looked in her eyes that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lipa — don't you think he...

The Arkansas Traveller's Songster: Containing the Celebrated Story of the ...

1864 - عدد الصفحات: 76
...quite a baste; So I think, after that, I may talk to the praste." Then Rory, the rogue, stole his arms round her neck — So soft and so white, without freckle or speck — And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips, don't you think he...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...your sake, Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff; And I've made myself drinking your health, quite a baste, So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest." Then...soft and so white, without freckle or speck ; And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light. And he kissed her sweet lips — don't you think...

The Poetical Works of Samuel Lover

Samuel Lover - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 568
...your sake Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff; And I've made myself, drinking your health, quite a baste, So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest." *...kiss'd her sweet lips; — don't you think he was right 1 " Now Rory, leave off, sir ; you'll hug me no more, That's eight times to-day you have kissed me...




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