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...asleep, and one when she is supposed dead. Arviragus thus addresses her— With fairest flowers, While summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave ; them shalt not lack The flow'r that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azur'd hare-bell, like...

...Cymbeline, where Arviragus mourns over the body of Imogen. I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou «holt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; 110, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...

...fairest flowers, While summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave. Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins, no nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander Out-sweeten'd not...

...his grave a bed ; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy...

...passage so rich and fanciful, he had preferred the pure iambic of Catullus to the tragic senarian : — " With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose j nor The azure harebell, like thy veins...

...possesses that magic of language VOL. i. u and appositeness of imagery for which he stands pre-eminent. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured harebell like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine ; whom not to slander, Outsweetened...

...time possesses that magic of language and appositeness of imagery for which he stands pre-eminent. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured harebell like thy veins...

...his grave a bed ; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Are. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veius; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...