 as soon as I behold thee, thirst, and taking hold of the cup, do not, indeed, apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' III. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, . As giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. PHIL....  The British Essayists: Observer - 142 ページ1823全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Cassell, ltd - 1875 - 452 ページ
...that from the soul doth rise, isk a drink divine ; ht I of Jove's nectar sup, d 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 withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe. And sent'st it back to me ; Since when... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 ページ
...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, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when,... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1877 - 656 ページ
...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, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'st only breathe And sent'st it back to me ; Since when... | |
 | 1877 - 362 ページ
...once again. Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast. COWPER, 'The Task, bk. iv. Wreath.—I sent thee late a rosy WREATH, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. BEN JONSON, Song, Drink to Me Only. Wretched.—The WRETCHED have no friends.... | |
 | Frederick Edward Hulme - 1877 - 270 ページ
...Jonson, in his wellknown ode to Celia, beginning " Drink to me only with thine eyes," has the lines— " I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, Aa giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; SSJt WALTER RALEIGH AND MARLOWE. 103 But thou... | |
 | Charles Henry Woolbert, Severina Elaine Nelson - 1927 - 408 ページ
...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 As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it... | |
 | Charles Henry Woolbert, Severina Elaine Nelson - 1927 - 408 ページ
...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 As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it... | |
 | Edwin Gerow - 1971 - 360 ページ
...the name of your sidelong glance—was shot elsewhere, but I, here, am struck in the heart!"). (4) "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 didst only breathe, / And sent'st it back to me ; / Since... | |
 | 1923 - 1004 ページ
...compliant boughs Yielded them, side-long as they sat recline On the soft downy bank damaskt with flowers. I sent thee 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 send'st it back to me ; Since when... | |
 | 1923 - 976 ページ
...compliant boughs Yielded them, side-long as they sat recline On the soft downy bank damaskt with flowers. I sent thee 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 send'st it back to me ; Since when... | |
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