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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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Memoirs of the Loves of the Poets: Biographical Sketches of Women Celebrated ...

Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - Women in literature - 1857 - 517 pages
...downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit and there Fix'd become as in their sphere. 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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Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets: With an ..., Volume 1

George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauties orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. SIR JOHN SUCKLING. THIS witty baronet was born in 1608. He was the son of the Comptroller of the Household...
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First period. Second period. From Spenser to Dryden

George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860
...The golden atoms of the day; For, in pure* love, Heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your ham Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale,...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. SIR JOHN SUCKLING. THIS witty baronet was born in 1608. He was the son of the Comptroller of the Household...
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Temple Bar, Volume 114

George Augustus Sala, Edmund Hodgson Yates - 1898
...they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. " Ask me no more if east or west The Phcenix builds her spicy nest: For unto you at last she flies And in your fragrant bosom dies." Nor is it easy to find fault with these daintily graceful lines, because they owe their conception...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861
...in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither doth stray The golden atoms of the day : For, in pure love,...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. JAMES GRAHAME, MARQUIS OF MONTROSE. 1612 1650. MY DEAft AND ONLY LOvE, I PBAY., PART FIRST. MY...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 480 pages
...those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixecl become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. JAMES GRAHAME, MAKQUIS OF MONTKOSE. 16121650. MY DEAR AND ONLY LOVE, I PRAY. 1'ART FIRST. MY dear...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 480 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fix6d become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The PhcBnix builds her spicy nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. JAMES GRAHAME, MAHQUIS OF MONTROSE. 1612 16SO. MY DEA.K AND ONLY LOVE, I PEAY. I'AKT FIRKT. MY dear...
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Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek ..., Volume 1

Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864
...where Jove bestows, when June is past, the fading rose: for in your beauties orient deep these flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither...at last she flies and in your fragrant bosom dies, T. CAREW 316 THE SHORTNESS OF LIFE AND UNCERTAINTY OF RICHES WHY dost thou heap up wealth, which thou...
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Flowers and fruit gathered by loving hands from old English gardens ...

Emily Taylor - 1864
...those stars light That downward fall at 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. CAREW. 15891639. THE POET'S PRAISE OF HIS LOVE. IVE place, ye lovers, here before That spent your...
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Choice specimens of English literature, selected and arranged by T.B. Shaw ...

Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith (sir) - History - 1864
...they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phosnix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 109. William Browne. 1590-1645. (Manual, p. 180.) EVENING. As in an evening when the gentle air ...
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