 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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could...  Select Poems of Sidney Lanier - 73 psl.autoriai: Sidney Lanier - 1899 - 97 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Robert Bell - 1854 - 282 psl.
...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. FRANCIS BEAUMONT AND JOHN FLETCHER. 1584—1616. 1579—1625. [VABIETY, grace, and sweetness are the... | |
 | Random readings - 1854 - 204 psl.
...wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giri«g it a hope that there It could net wither"d be; But thaw thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear. AiMeretn. Hajiz. Not of itself but thee. Ben Jan.mn, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 psl.
...Love's nectar sup I would not change for wine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. FIRST SPEECH IN " THE SAD SHEPHERD." Enter (£UI,AMONE. • (Egla. Here she was wont to go ! and here... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1856 - 590 psl.
...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG. Oh do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be sick with seeing: Nor cast them down, but let them... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 psl.
...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 grows,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 396 psl.
...soul doth rise Must surely he divine ; But might I of Love's nectar sup I would not change for wine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...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 and smells,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1857 - 334 psl.
...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 didst only breathe, And sent it back to me ; Since then it... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 594 psl.
...rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. SONG. Oh do not wanton with those eyes, Lest I be aick with seeing; Nor cast them down, but let them... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1858 - 292 psl.
...doth riro Doth ask a drink divine ; But might 1 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 didst only breathe, And sent it back to me ; Since then it... | |
 | England - 1860 - 532 psl.
...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. BEN JONSON. ' figfet. HAIL, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born, Or of th' Eternal co-eternal... | |
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