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" WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. "
The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art - Page 464
1863
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The uncompleted edition of Wither's poems, ed. by J.M. Gutch. 4 vols

George Wither - 1622
...my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round, With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd,...
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ...

English poets - 1801
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, The " birds,"* that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our...
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The British Critic and Quarterly Theological Review, Volume 19

1802
...wbifftr^ at my grates. * Where he was confined for his loyalty. i about. ling--, f And tvhifpers, Wht When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, . The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run /iviftfy* round, With no allaying Thames^, Our carelefs heads with...
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Specimens of the early English poets,: to which is prefixed an historical ...

George Ellis - Poetry - 1803 - 458 pages
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no alla).ing Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound,...
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The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our...
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Specimens of the British poets

British poets - 1809
...my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round, With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd,...
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The British Critic: A New Review, Volume 19

Theology - 1812
...wat confined for his loyalty, r about, t fings. $ And wbjfperg. When I lie tangled in her hail. And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing caps run Jwiftlj* round, With no allaying TLamtA, Our carckfs heads with...
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The Retrospective Review

Books - 1821
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an...
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The Retrospective Review

Henry Southern - Books - 1821
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an...
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Kentish poets: A series of writers in English poetry, natives ..., Volumes 1-2

Rowland Freeman - Authors, English - 1821
...my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, . And fetter'd in her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air. Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our...
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