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A. A. WATTS Adonis ANACREON BARRY CORNWALL beautiful Mary beauty's beds of roses BEN JONSON beneath birds bloom blush bosom breast breath brow Campaspe CANZONET charms cheek cold Cupid death divine dost doth e'en earth eyes fair Fayre fear flame flower fond fragrant gaze gentle glow golden hair hath heaven hour Kate of Aberdeen kiss landon light live LOVE ETERNAL Love's loved thee lover lute MADRIGAL maid MELEAGER moon morning nature's ne'er never night nymph o'er pale passion perfume Prethee RALEIGH rapture remembrance of Thee rose scorn seal SHAKSFERE sigh silent sing sleep smile soft SONG SONNET sorrow soul spring star STRANGFORD summer sweet remembrance T. B. SMITH tears tell thine thou thought thy beauty thy heart thy love thy truth relying tresses true love unto VENUS AND ADONIS Viola violets Wake wanton wings woman Young Love youth
Page 43 - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. ' A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Page 17 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 27 - 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, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those 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 west The...
Page 63 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Page 28 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 76 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast...
Page 37 - On a Girdle That which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair! Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round!
Page 43 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, 10 A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Page 26 - THE fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?