 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
 | Augustine Birrell - 1905 - 368 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,...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... | |
 | Augustine Birrell - 1905 - 264 pàgines
...indulged in to prove anything. It is all sheer enjoyment. " Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, Curb 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... | |
 | David Masson, George Grove, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1905 - 556 pàgines
...indulged in to prove anything. It is all sheer enjoyment. Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, Curb 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,... | |
 | Augustine Birrell - 1905 - 264 pàgines
...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,...chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1907 - 264 pàgines
...securer cincture of those excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with that garden-loving poet — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about,...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... | |
 | Donald Grant Mitchell - 1907 - 378 pàgines
...me, I rather fancy the rough caresses, and repeat with the garden poet * (humming it half aloud) : Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place; 1 Andrew Marvell. But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O... | |
 | Donald Grant Mitchell - 1907 - 378 pàgines
...draggle me, I rather fancy the rough caresses, and repeat with the garden poet1 (humming it half aloud) : Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place; 'Andrew Marvell. But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O... | |
 | Sir William Robertson Nicoll, Thomas Seccombe - 1907 - 524 pàgines
...and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach. . . . Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twinea Curb me about, ye gadding vines, And oh, so close your circles lace That i may never leave this place! In 1653 he returned to London and became a familiar figure at Milton's house in Petty France, and in... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1909 - 444 pàgines
...cincture of those excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with the 20 garden-loving poet0 — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about, ye gadding vines; And oh so close yonr circles lace, That I may never leave this place; __ But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere... | |
 | William Empson - 1950 - 312 pàgines
...botli the nails and the thorns. (Appleton Hotwe.Jxxvi.) Bind me ye Woodbines in your 'twines, Curle me about ye gadding Vines, And Oh so close your Circles...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... | |
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