 I'd touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle About her dainty, dainty waist, And her heart would beat against me In sorrow and in rest : And I should know if it beat right, I'd clasp it round so close and tight. And I would be the necklace...  London Society - Seite 141herausgegeben von - 1871Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
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...the nights of old, to lie Beside the mill-wheel in the stream, While those full chestnuts whisper hy. It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear,...trembles at her ear : For hid in ringlets day and night, I 'd touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle About her dainty dainty waist, And... | |
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...the nights of old, to lie Beside the mill-wheel in the stream, While those full chestnuts whisper by. It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear, so dear. That I would be the jewel For hid in ringlets day and night, I'd touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle... | |
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...the nights of old, to lie Beside the mill-wheel in the stream, While those full chestnuts whisper by. It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear,...trembles at her ear : For hid in ringlets day and night, IM touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle About her dainty dainty waist, And her... | |
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...the nights of old, to lie Beside the mill-wheel in the stream, While those full chestnuts whisper by. It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear,...trembles at her ear : For, hid in ringlets day and night, I 'd touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle About her dainty, dainty waist, And... | |
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...the nights of old, to be Beside the mill-wheel in the stream, While those full chestnuts whisper by. It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear,...For, hid in ringlets day and night, I'd touch her neck so warm and white And I would be the girdle About her dainty, dainty waist, And her heart would... | |
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