| Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 636 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. ' Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread ; No longer must she stay aboard ; They kissed, she sighed, he hung his head. Her lessening... | |
| William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 892 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. 'Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard: They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he-hung his head; Her lessening... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1909 - 632 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. 'Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that rotujd me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.' The boatswain gave the dreadful word... | |
| 1910 - 506 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. 'Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head. Her lessening... | |
| 1910 - 498 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. ' Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.1 The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she... | |
| Wehman Bros - 1910 - 132 ÆäÀÌÁö
...battle calls me from thy arms. Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, y^t, safe from harm, William shall to his dear return ; Love turns aside...gave the dreadful word ; The sails their swelling bosom spread ; No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd, she sighed, he hung his head. Her less'ning... | |
| Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. 7 "Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons...Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye." 8 The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread ; No longer must she... | |
| A. E. Sharp - 1911 - 264 ÆäÀÌÁö
...bless the turf that wraps their clay. 71. If gay attire delight thine eye, I'll dight me in array. 72. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye. 73. In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm. 74. He that... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 502 ÆäÀÌÁö
...pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms William shall to his Dear return. 10 Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard ; 15 They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head. Her lessening... | |
| 1912 - 432 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. "Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay... | |
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