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" I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul 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 thee... "
The songs of England and Scotland - Pàgina 30
per England - 1835
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Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions ...

Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 pàgines
...change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, -As giving it a hope, rineo Henry and some other dissolute companions on...expedition to Gad'fl Hill, where they flnt nibbed a few Tfie Sweet ffegkct. [From ' The Silent Wom«np] Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going...
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The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volum 1

Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 pàgines
...change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, 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. Oh do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be sick with seeing; Nor cast them down, but let them...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pàgines
...that there It could not withered be. J • But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it hack to me. Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. PIKST SPEECH IN "THE SAD SHEPHERD." Enter (EGLAMONE. (Egla. Here she was wont to go! and here! and...
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The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volum 1

Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 pàgines
...giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And scnt'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itaelf, but thee. SONG. Oh do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be sick with seeing; Nor cast them...
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The Musical World, Volum 25

1851 - 830 pàgines
...late a rosy wreath. Not so much honouring thee. As giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Sinre when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself hut thee. The following instances may be added...
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The Works of the British Poets, Selected and Chronologically Arranged ...

1852 - 874 pàgines
...change for thine. I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, fathoms, or our shallows fmds, Quick whirls, and...you can, It may be reason, but it is not man : His FROM THE SHEPHERD'S HOLIDAY. THUS, thus, begin : the yearly rites Are due to Pan on these bright nights...
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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pàgines
...giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe And scnt'st it back to me. Since when -it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. , FIRST SPEECH IN " THE SAD SHEPHERD." Enter (EOLAMONE. (Egla. Here she was wont to go ! and here !...
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The Lives of the Poets-laureate: With an Introductory Essay on the Title and ...

Wiltshire Stanton Austin, John Ralph - 1853 - 448 pàgines
...rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it in hope that there It could not withered he; But thou thereon dids't only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows, it smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. We have spoken frequently in our life of the poet, of...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 560 pàgines
...hope, that there It could not withered he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sentst it hack to me : Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. BEN JONBOK. ' HAIL holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born, Or of th' Eternal co-eternal beam May...
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Songs from the Dramatists

Robert Bell - 1854 - 290 pàgines
...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. FRANCIS BEAUMONT AND JOHN FLETCHER. 1584—1616. 1579—1625. [VAEIETT, grace, and sweetness are the...
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