...late, a rosie wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st it back to me : Since when, it growes, and smells, I sweare, Not of itselfe, but thee. THE SWEET NEGLECT. STILL to be neat, still...

...late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee! HYMN TO CYNTHIA. QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver...

...late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a chance that there It would not withered be : But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee. LITTLE SALLY. (Arnold.) COME, buy poor Sally's wooden ware. Who all for money barters, My pins, my...

...doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...Anacreon, had Anacreon written in English, need not have heen ashamed." Richard Cumberland tells us that the thoughts are poached from an " obscure collection...

...late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG. [From " The Silent Woman. "J STILL to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast...

...late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee." II. " O do not wanton with those eyes, Lest 1 be sick with seeing ; Nor cast them down, but let them...

...a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee." 394 THEOCRITUS. II. ' O do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be sick with seeing ; Nor cast them down,...

...giving It a hope that there It could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon did only breathe, And gent it back to me . Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee." Literature has made the language of flowers too well known amongst us, to revert to the use of the...

...change for thine. I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, i As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be. But thou thereon...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG OP NISHT. BREAK, Phant'sie, from thy cave And spread thy purple wings ; Now all thy figures are...

...giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And send'st it back to me : Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee. Serta ego promisi roseis intexta corollis ; Non tibi, sed decori tu quibus ipsa fores ; Sic positos...