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" 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... "
Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: Delivered at ... - Page 252
by William Hazlitt - 1821 - 356 pages
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Arliss's literary collections: original and selected ...

John Arliss - English literature (Collections) - 1825 - 352 pages
...dividing throat, She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, if east or west The phcenix huilds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant hosom dies. LOVE IS a volcano, the rrater of which no wise man will approsch too nearly, less from...
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Cupid's album: being a choice collection of elegant compliments and ...

Cupid - 1826
...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light,. That downward fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit,...last, she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. ON A LADY AT CHURCH. So fair a form, with such devotion join'd, A virgin body, and a spotless mind...
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Ancient ballads and songs; with notices, including original poetry. By T. Lyle

Ancient ballads - 1827
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers as in their causes sleep. Ask me no more, — whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD COUNSEL TO A YOUNG MAID. WHEN you the sun-burn'd pilgrim see, Fainting with thirst, haste to the...
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Ancient Ballads and Songs, Chiefly from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce ...

Thomas Lyle - Ballads, English - 1827 - 250 pages
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers as in their causes sleep. Ask me no more, — whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GOOD COUNSEL TO A YOUNG MAID. WHEN you the sun-burn'd pilgrim see, Fainting with thirst, haste to the...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 882 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The pho3uix builds her spicy nest, For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THOMAS CARLYLE. TO-DA Y. So here hath been dawning another blue day ! Think, wilt thou let it slip...
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The Court magazine and belle assemblée [afterw.] and monthly critic and the ...

Court magazine and monthly critic - 1833
...they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more — if east or west The phoemx builds her spicy nest ; For unto you, at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. In taking our leave, for the present, of this interesting subject, we beg to be permitted to make a...
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The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1836
...there Fixcd become, as in thcir sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The pheenix builds her spiey nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THE FRIMROSE. ASK me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year ; Ask me why I send to you This...
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The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1836
...there Fixed become, as in 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 PRtMROSE. ASK me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you This...
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The Romance of Biography; Or, Memoirs of Women Loved and Celebrated by Poets ...

Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - Women - 1837
...those stars light That 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...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale, Oaths steep'd in tears do oft prevail ; Grief is infectious, and...
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The Romance of Biography: Or, Memoirs of Women Loved and ..., Volume 2

Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - Women in literature - 1837
...there Fix'd become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phœnix builds her spi. y nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale, Oaths steep'd in tears do oft prevail; Grief is infectious, and...
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