 DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And 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....  The Gentleman's Magazine - Página 6341871Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | 1834 - 480 páginas
...doth rise Doth ask for 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 chance that there It would not withered be : But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st it back... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 páginas
...The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a chance* that there It could not wither'd be: But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back... | |
 | Theocritus - 1836 - 450 páginas
...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 he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me : Since when, it grows... | |
 | Garland - 1836 - 246 páginas
...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 it grows... | |
 | Theocritus (of Syracuse) - 1836 - 436 páginas
...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, it grows... | |
 | 738 páginas
...adapted in Ben Jonson's song to Celia— " I cent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring tbee As giving It a hope that there It could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon did only breathe, And gent it back to me . Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | Baroness Rosina Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1839 - 252 páginas
...loved, who has not felt the truth of Ben Jonson's beautiful conceit of— " I sent thee late a rosie wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd bee. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to mee : Since when it growes, and smells,... | |
 | Baroness Rosina Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1839 - 260 páginas
..." I sent thee late a rosie wreath, It could not wither'd bee. But thou thereon didst only breathe, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there And sent'st it back to mee : Since when it growes, and smells, I sweare, Not of itselfe, but thee !"... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 páginas
...sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, i 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 grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG OP... | |
 | 1840 - 372 páginas
...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, i . .As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be. But thou thereon didst only breathe,... | |
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