 | John Arliss - 1825 - Страниц: 382
...dividing throat, She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, if east or west The phcenix huilds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant hosom dies. LOVE IS a volcano, the rrater of which no wise man will approsch too nearly, less from... | |
 | Cupid - 1826 - Страниц: 252
...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light,. That downward fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit,...last, she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. ON A LADY AT CHURCH. So fair a form, with such devotion join'd, A virgin body, and a spotless mind... | |
 | Ancient ballads - 1827 - Страниц: 270
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers as in their causes sleep. Ask me no more, — whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD COUNSEL TO A YOUNG MAID. WHEN you the sun-burn'd pilgrim see, Fainting with thirst, haste to the... | |
 | Thomas Lyle - 1827 - Страниц: 272
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers as in their causes sleep. Ask me no more, — whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD COUNSEL TO A YOUNG MAID. WHEN you the sun-burn'd pilgrim see, Fainting with thirst, haste to the... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The pho3uix builds her spicy nest, For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THOMAS CARLYLE. TO-DA Y. So here hath been dawning another blue day ! Think, wilt thou let it slip... | |
 | 1833 - Страниц: 388
...they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more — if east or west The phoemx builds her spicy nest ; For unto you, at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. In taking our leave, for the present, of this interesting subject, we beg to be permitted to make a... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - Страниц: 390
...there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phoenix builds her spiey nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THE PRtMROSE. ASK me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you This... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - Страниц: 336
...there Fixcd become, as in thcir sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The pheenix builds her spiey nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THE FRIMROSE. ASK me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year ; Ask me why I send to you This... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1837 - Страниц: 394
...those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit — and there Fix'd become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale, Oaths steep'd in tears do oft prevail ; Grief is infectious, and... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1837 - Страниц: 382
...there Fix'd become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phœnix builds her spi. y nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale, Oaths steep'd in tears do oft prevail; Grief is infectious, and... | |
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Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps... 
