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...Shakspeare; With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, etc. Cymb. Act 4. Sc. 2. Goldsmith, says Mr. Mitford, has once more clothed himself in the spoils of...

...Shakspeare ; With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, etc. Cymb. Act 4. Sc. 2. Goldsmith, says Mr. Mitford, has once more clothed himself in the spoils of...

...adds,— With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...

...-With fairest flowers, W'hilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face,...Harebell like thy veins : no, nor The leaf of Eglantine, whom, not to slander, Outsweeten'd not thy breath. The fair poetess, who personated our bard's Perdita...

...resemblance to the lip of the hare. Haresear, a plant. Harier, a dog for hunting hares. '• Thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured haretwll, like thy veins. Shakrpeare. Cymbclinc. Dismayed Dot this Our captains Macbeth and Banquo...

...fairest Dowers, Whilst summer last:, and I live here, Fidèle, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shall not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, < *ijt-s weetcn'd...

...graves. Bagshot heath. " With fairest flowers while summer lasts, I'll sweeten thy sad grave, thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose...harebell, like thy veins : no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to alander, Out-sweetened not thy breath." David Ap Gwillym also beautifully alludes to this...

...beautiful lines : — " With fairest flowers while summer lasts, I'll sweeten thy sad grave, thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose...harebell, like thy veins : no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweetened not thy breath." David Ap G willy m also beautifully alludes to...

...Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...