 | Thomas Ewing - Elocution - 1857 - 428 pages
...dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far " To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar." One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near ; So light to the croup the fair lady he swung, So... | |
 | Irish ecclesiastical record - 1885 - 840 pages
...her father and his guests were half drunk, she stole to the door. O'Daly was there tj receive her. " One touch to her hand and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door and the charger stood near, So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So... | |
 | James W. Gousseff - Pantomimes - 1981 - 236 pages
...dangling his 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, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croup the fair lady he swung, So... | |
 | Francis Parkman - History - 1991 - 1012 pages
...the black torrents, the silent forests that I fancied were concealed there. Chapter XII. ILL-LUCK. "One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stxxxl near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung. So light to... | |
 | Michael Harrison, Christopher Stuart-Clark - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2004 - 166 pages
...the bridegroom stood 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....hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the... | |
 | Anne Gracie - Fiction - 2008 - 372 pages
...her like . . . like Young Lochinvar. The lines rang in her mind, to the beat of his horse's hooves. One touch to her hand and one word in her ear, When they reach 'd the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung,... | |
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One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur:... 
