 For in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. 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...  The Court Magazine and Belle Assemblée - Pàgina 3041833Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Ancient ballads - 1827 - 270 pàgines
...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 warm...their sphere. Ask me no more, — if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you, at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD... | |
 | Thomas Lyle - 1827 - 272 pàgines
...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 warm...their sphere. Ask me no more, — if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you, at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pàgines
...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 warm...they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. SONG. MEDIOCRITY IN LOVE REJECTED. GIVE me more love, or more disdain, The torrid or the frozen zone... | |
 | 1835 - 378 pàgines
...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 warm...their sphere. Ask me no more if East or West, The Phoenix builds her spicy nest : For unto you at last she flyes, And in your fragrant bosom dies. [From... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 pàgines
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste Tie nightingale, when May is past : For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...they sit and there Fixed, become as in their sphere. A^ me no more if East or West, f"e Ph(enix builds her spicy nest : For unt0 you at last she flyes,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 pàgines
...inrich 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 warm...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 pàgines
...inrich 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 warm...dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixcd become, as in thcir sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The pheenix builds her spiey nest... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1837 - 394 pàgines
...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 warm...of night ; For in your eyes they sit — and there Fix'd become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phoenix builds her spicy nest... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1837 - 382 pàgines
...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 warm...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 or west, The phœnix builds... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 844 pàgines
...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 warm...stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For.in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or... | |
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