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... New Folklore Researches: Folk-prose - Page 149by Lucy Mary Jane Garnett - 1896Full view - About this book
| 1845 - 614 pages
...so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be : ti'ii tnou tnereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. BEN JONSOK. POWER OF LOVE. LET those complain that feel Love's cruelty, And in sad legends write their... | |
| William Linwood - 1846 - 342 pages
...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. Ben Jonson. XXV. ^ropinatio a& (Keliam. LUMINIBUS prior ipsa tuis, mea vita, propines, Sic referent... | |
| William Linwood - 1846 - 372 pages
...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. Ben Jonson. XXV. fîropmatto au (Ccliam. LUMINIBUS prior ipsa tuis, mea vita, propines, Sic referent... | |
| Miles Gerald Keon - 1846 - 608 pages
...a hope that there It might not withered be. But thon thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it bock to me. Since when it grows and smells I swear Not of itself, but thee. AnthoL Oxon. p. 44. Verum ego, et ipsius biberem si nectar Olympi Jururcm hoc labris postposuisse tuis.... | |
| William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1847 - 850 pages
...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 it back...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. HYMN TO DIANA. QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep ; Seated in thy silver... | |
| William Peter - 1847 - 562 pages
...giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. STRATO. A FATIVE of Sardis, and supposed to have flourished early in the third century. His poems LOVE... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pages
...giving it a hope, that there It could not witherM be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And aent'et gs ; and withcr'd Murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his wat The Street Neglect. [From • The Sflent Woman.1] Still to be neat, still to be drest, As той were... | |
| Percy Society - 1848 - 414 pages
...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 it back...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee ! XXIV. SONG BY THE BOY. (From Valentinian, by Beaumont and Fletcher. Act v, sc. 8.) In the banquet... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 pages
...wreath, Not so much honouring thee, -As giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd be. But anions on a predatory 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... | |
| Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 pages
...wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd be. * But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back...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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