 Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs,— All these in me no means can...  The British Plutarch: Containing the Lives of the Most Eminent Divines ... - Page 398by Francis Wrangham - 1816Full view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1844 - 148 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yielda ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is Fancy's spring, but Sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy noises, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten In folly ripe — in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw... | |
 | Basil Montagu, Hannah Mary Rathbone - English literature - 1845 - 396 pages
...trembling hand, She wiped the damps away. And when this heart, my Lucy, Shall cease to beat for thee, &c. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and...no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. What should we talk of dainties then, Of better meat than 's fit for men ? These are but vain, that's... | |
 | Encyclopaedia - 1845 - 838 pages
...That struuc to couer whai it conld not hide. UHW. « . f , ,_ . , i'uire/ax» lasjo, book iv. Tliy belt of straw and ivy buds. Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means tan move To come to thee and be my love. Sir Walter Raleigh, in Mil, v. ii. p. 221. Soent every place... | |
 | Sir Henry Wotton - 1845 - 236 pages
...but sorrows fall. Thy gowns, thy shooes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, [la] Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, — In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivie buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, — All these in me no means can move [20] To come to... | |
 | Sir Henry Wotton - English poetry - 1815 - 236 pages
...but sorrows fall. Thy gowns, thy shooes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, [is] Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, — In folly ripe, in reason rotten. All these in me no means can move [20] To come to thee and be thy Love.* But could youth last, and... | |
 | sir Henry Wotton - English poetry - 1845 - 222 pages
...sorrows fall. r" Thy gowns, thy shooes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posics, [15] Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, — In folly ripe, in reason rotten. All these in me no means can move [20] To come to thee and be thy Love.* But could youth last, and... | |
 | Thomas Percy - Ballads, English - 1846 - 402 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yicld : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancics spring, but sorrows fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses. Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posics, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1847 - 712 pages
...winter reckoning yields j A honey tongue — a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 84 FROM 1558 EDMUND 3PEN3KB. But could youth last, and lore still breed, Had JOTS no date, nor age... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 760 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. ow, pious sir, You will demand of me, why I do this...Tl.al goe* not out to prey ACT I. SCENE V. Having What should we talk of dainties then, Of better meat than's fit for men 1 These are but vain: that's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tbngue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 2 Z What should we talk of dainties then, Of better meat than's fit for men 7 These are but vain: that's... | |
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