Bind me, ye woodbines, in your 'twines. Curl me about, ye gadding vines; And oh so close your circles lace. That I may never leave this place; But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too. And,... The prose works of Charles Lamb - Pàgina 5per Charles Lamb - 1836Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
| Richard Jacobs - 2001 - 504 pàgines
...on it securely play, And gall its horsemen all the day. Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, 610 Curl me about, ye gadding vines, And, oh, so close...lace, That I may never leave this place: But lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too, And, courteous... | |
| Andrew Marvell - 2002 - 100 pàgines
...on it securely play, And gall its horsemen all the day. 77 Bind me ye woodbines in your twines, 610 Curl me about ye gadding vines, And oh so close your...That I may never leave this place: But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too, And courteous... | |
| Monica Randall - 2003 - 312 pàgines
...west staircase. Etched on a slab of a marble garden bench that stood nearby was a piece of poetry: Bind me, ye woodbines, in your 'twines, Curl me about,...your circles lace That I may never leave this place. — The Last Essays of Elia by Charles Lamb Those words had a strangely prophetic ring. In the surrounding... | |
| Edward Thomas - 2005 - 302 pàgines
...shot Can make, or me it toucheth not, But I on it securely play, And gall its horsemen all the day. Bind me, ye woodbines in your twines. Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place! Here was a youth not much past seventeen. In his face the welt schmerz contends with the pride in his... | |
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