 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
 | Peter Elmer, Nick Webb, Roberta Wood, Nicholas Webb - History - 2000 - 428 pages
...Thy belt of straw and Ivie buddes, Thy Corall claspes and Amber studdes, All these in mee no meanes can move, To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth last, and love still breede, Had joyes no date, nor age no neede, Then these delights my minde might move, To live with... | |
 | Frances Mayes - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2001 - 548 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields; 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,...no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. ' The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd: see "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" by Christopher Marlowe... | |
 | Robert Nye - British - 2003 - 410 pages
...every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love — Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap,...kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon for gotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. I'd sooner hear Kit's laugh than these damned bees. Stabbed... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - Poetry - 2007 - 778 pages
...wayward Winter reckoning yields: 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,...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 move To come to thee and... | |
 | Longfellow Press Staff - Poetry - 2004 - 126 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields; 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,...kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgottenIn folly ripe, in season rotten, Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields; 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,...no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Nature, That Hath Washed Her Hands in Milk Nature, that hath washed her hands in milk, And had forgot... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Stephen Orgel - Poetry - 2007 - 322 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields; 10 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,...no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. 2.0 But could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age no need, Then these delights... | |
 | Kathryn Hinds - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2008 - 88 pages
...wayward winter reckoning yields; 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,...in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, The coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.... | |
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