 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 - Seite 30von England - 1835Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Random readings - 1854 - 204 Seiten
...wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giri«g it a hope that there It could net wither"d be; But thaw thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear. AiMeretn. Hajiz. Not of itself but thee. Ben Jan.mn, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 Seiten
...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. FIRST SPEECH IN " THE SAD SHEPHERD." Enter (£UI,AMONE. • (Egla. Here she was wont to go ! and here... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1856 - 590 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 Seiten
...not 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. 796. Gather ye rose-buds while ye may ; Old Time is still a flying, And this same flower, that smiles... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 396 Seiten
...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. FIRST SPEECH Df "THE SAD SHEPHERD." Enter (EQLAMONE. CEijla. Here she was wont to go ! and here ! and... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 594 Seiten
...rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG. Oh do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be aick with seeing; Nor cast them down, but let them... | |
 | Evenings - 1860 - 386 Seiten
...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. EPITAPH ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's... | |
 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 Seiten
...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. BEN JONSON. [HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, by far the most successful of the American poets, occupies... | |
 | England - 1860 - 532 Seiten
...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 sentst...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. BEN JONSON. ' figfet. HAIL, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born, Or of th' Eternal co-eternal... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 Seiten
...not 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 ! XCI CHERRY-RIPE There is a garden in her face Where roses and white lilies blow; There cherries grow... | |
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