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" When we have run our passion's heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The Gods, that mortal beauty chase, Still in a tree did end their race; Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph,... "
The Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With Memoir of the Author - Page 76
by Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 208 pages
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Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of ...

William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 pages
...alas, they know or heed, How far these beautys her exeeed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, mas Davison for Thomas Tegg ehase, Still in a tree did end their raee. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow...
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The Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With a Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1857 - 420 pages
...I they know or heed, How far these beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have...passion's heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. A | The gods, who mortal beauty chase, <J Still in a tree did end their race ; Apollo hunted Daphne...
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The Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 220 pages
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. M When we have run our passion's heat, Love hither makes...mortal beauty chase, Still in a tree did end their race ; Apolio hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as...
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Verse

Andrew Marvell - 1872 - 562 pages
...your barkes I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have run our passions' heat, 2 5 ! Love hither makes his best retreat. The gods, who...hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; 30 And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life is this I...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1872 - 582 pages
...alas I they know or heed How far these beauties her exceed! Fair trees! where'er your backs I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have...hither makes his best retreat. The gods, who mortal beanty chase, Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel...
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The Complete Works in Verse and Prose of Andrew Marvell, Volume 1

Andrew Marvell - 1872 - 564 pages
...they know or heed, How far these beauties her's exceed ! Fair trees ! wheres'cer your barkes I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have run our passions' heat, 2 5 Love hither makes his best retreat. The gods, who mortal beauty chase, Still in...
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A Garland of Poetry

Abraham Holroyd - 1873 - 228 pages
...alas ! they know or heed, How far these beauties her exceed! Fair trees ! where'er your harks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have run our passions's heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The gods, who mortal beauty chase, Still in a...
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Cassell's illustrated readings, Volume 2; Volume 67

Cassell, ltd - 1875 - 470 pages
...alas, they know or heed How far these beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. When we have...gods, who mortal beauty chase, Still in a tree did cud their race : Apollo hunted Daphne so Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 pages
...heed How far these beauties her exceed! Fair trues ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall hut your own be found. When we have run our passion's...retreat. The gods, who mortal beauty chase, Still iu a tree did end their race; Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 pages
...beauties lier exceed ! Fair trees! where'er your barks I WOUnd, No name «hall but your own be found, Ч When we have run our passion's heat, Love hither makes...his best retreat. The gods, who mortal beauty chase, ÍSlill in a tree did end their race; Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow; And...
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