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" 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.... "
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The Helicon of Love: A Selection from the Poets of the Sixteenth and ...

1844 - 148 ページ
...And I'le not looke for wine. The thirst that Iroin the soule doth rite, •I sent thee, late, a nine. Wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered bee. But thou thereon did'st only breath, And sent'st it backe to mee : Since when...

Anthologia oxoniensis

William Linwood - 1846 - 342 ページ
...doth rise Doth ask a drink divine ; But, might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...giving it a hope, that there It might not withered be : But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells,...

Anthologia oxoniensis

William Linwood - 1846 - 342 ページ
...doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But, might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...giving it a hope, that there It might not withered be : But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells,...

Anthologia oxoniensis

William Linwood - 1846 - 372 ページ
...doth rise Doth ask a drink divine ; But, might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...giving it a hope, that there It might not withered be : But tliou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells,...

Specimens of the Poets and Poetry of Greece and Rome

William Peter - 1847 - 568 ページ
...Jonson's ; of which Cumberland was the first, I believe, to discover the origin. See Obtener, ЛЬ. cix. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...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,...

Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and ..., 第 16 巻、第 136 号~第 18 巻、第 160 号

William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1847 - 850 ページ
...the cup, Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Joye's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there I sent thee late a rosy wreath, It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, Not...

The British minstrel; A choice collection of modern songs. 2 pt. [in 1 vol ...

British minstrel - 1848 - 480 ページ
...doth rise. Both ask a drink divine: But might I of Jove's nectar sip, 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 would not wither'd be. But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent it back to me; Since then, it...

Songs and Carols: Now First Printed, from a Manuscript of the ..., 第 23 巻

Thomas Wright - 1848 - 420 ページ
...The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sip, 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,...

Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages, 第 23 巻

Percy Society - 1848 - 414 ページ
...The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sip, 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,...

The Book of English Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth Century

Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 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 would not wither'd be, But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent it back to me; Since then, it...




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