 | John Dryden - 1716 - 416 páginas
...might I of Jive's Nectar lip, I would not change for thine. I fent thee, late, a rofie Wreath, Not fo much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'ft only breathe, And fent'ft it back to me : Since when it grows, and fmells, I fwear, Not of it... | |
 | John Dryden, John Milton, William D'Avenant - 1716 - 418 páginas
...might I of Jtve's Neffar fip, I would nor change for thine. 1 fent thee, lare, a rofie Wreath, Nor fo much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'ft only breathe, And fent'ft it back to me : Since when it grows, and fmells, I fweat, Not of it... | |
 | George Ellis - 1790 - 346 páginas
...might I of Jove's neftar fup, I would not change for thine. I fent thee late a rofy wreath, Not fo much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didft only breathe, And fent'ft it back to me; Since when it grows and fmells, I fwear, Not of itfelf,... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 912 páginas
...might I of Jove's ne&ar fup, I would not change for thine. 1 frnt thee late a rofy wreath, f Not fo much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereou didd only breathe, And fcnt'd it back to me : Since when it grows, and fmells, I fwear, Not... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 páginas
...thee, thirst, and taking hold of the cup, do not indeed apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' 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. Letter XXX. ffoi ftf avov fiiSiiv, u ffi np.£t (juu rare pJvyoff ) «XX'... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 páginas
...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. I sent thee Fate a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered... | |
 | Select collection - 1806 - 322 páginas
...The thirst that from my soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's neftar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much hon'ring thee, As giving it a hope that there It would not withcr'd be : But thou thereon didst only... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 208 páginas
...And I will pledge with mine! The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine: Put, might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine ! STILL to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast; Still to be powdred, still perfum'd... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 páginas
...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. Letter XXX. ' niiropQa. mi ftQaaor ^oSaiy, u ffs Ti//.a;» (xai TBTO if... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 páginas
...taking hold of the cup, do not indeed apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' III. I sent fliee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. PHIL. Letter XXX. ffot fvtpatvov pooaiv- a &E Tip.uv (xou THTB AA' au' rois... | |
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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. 
