...grave ; thou shall not lack The flow'r that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, which, not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath." The yellow lachimo gives another, thus, when he steals into Aer bed-chamber : — ' Cytherea, How bravely...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, 1 11 sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt not lack The flower that 's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor • Crare is a small vessel ; and the word is often used by Holms!u«d and by Drayton. The azur'd harebell,...

...grave. Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, which, not to slander, Outsweeten'd not thy breath ; the ruddock would With charitable bill, bring thee all this; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I '11 sweeten thy sad grave; thou shalt not lack The flower that 's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azured harebell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine; whom not to slander, Outsweeten'd not thy...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidèle, I '11 sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower, that 's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; *3 no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that 's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azure hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidèle, I '11 sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt o { a b c t azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweetcn'd...

...fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I '11 sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that 's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...

...Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave. Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The leaf of eglantine, which, not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath; the ruddock* would With charitable bill, bring thee all this; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers...

...grave. Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured harebell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, which, not to slander, Out-sweetened not thy breath." The following pretty epitaph in Loughor churchyard alludes to the same...