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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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Chambers's readings in English poetry

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865
...they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phrcrdx builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. PEANCIS Q0ARLES: 1592-1644. Quarles was successively cup-bearer to Elizabeth, the queen of Bohemia,...
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Dublin examination papers

Dublin city, univ - 1866
...eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. CAREW. GRECIAN AND ROMAN HI8TOKT. DR. INGRAM. 1. Characterize briefly the genius and style of each...
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Lyra elegantiarum, a collection of some of the best specimens of vers de ...

Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867
...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 ! Thomas Carcw. XXXI. JULIA'S BED. SEE'ST thou that cloud as silver clear, Plump, soft, and swelling...
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The Lovers' Dictionary: A Poetical Treasury of Lovers' Thoughts, Fancies ...

Poetry - 1867 - 789 pages
...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, Cares'. 337. TO ALTHEA— FROM PRISON. WHEN love, with unconfined wings, Hovers within my gates, And...
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Lyra Elegantiarum

Frederick Locker-Lampson - Society verse - 1867 - 360 pages
...eyes 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 ! Thomas Careiv. XXXI. JULIA'S BED. SEE'ST thou that cloud as silver clear. Plump, soft, and swelling...
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A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868
...where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there 15 Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more,...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 20 Thomas Carew. LXVI THE PRIMROSE. Ask me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year? Ask...
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Choice Specimens of English Literature: Selected from the Chief English ...

Thomas Budd Shaw, Sir William Smith - English literature - 1869 - 477 pages
...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. 105. WILLIAM BROWNE. 1590-1645. (Msnual, p. 171.) EVENING. As in an evening when the gentle air Breathes...
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A household book of English poetry

Richard Chenevix Trench - Poetry - 1870 - 438 pages
...where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there 15 Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more,...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 20 Thomas Carew. LXIX THE PRIMROSE. Ask me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year? Ask...
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A Household Book of English Poetry

Richard Chenevix Trench - English poetry - 1870 - 438 pages
...they sit, and there 15 Fixfcd 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. 20 LXix THE PRIMROSE. Ask me why I send you here Thomas Carcw. This sweet Infanta of the year? Ask...
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Class-book of English poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

Daniel Scrymgeour - History - 1870 - 597 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fixdd become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if cast or west, The phenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. FROM "CCELUM BRITANNICUM." MERCURY'S REPLY TO REDONE.1 Bewitching siren ! gilded rottenness ! Thou...
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