 | Children's poetry, English - 1889 - 552 pages
...where Jove bestows When June is past, the fading rose, For in your beauty's 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 I21.— A SPRING MORNING (FROM " THE KING'S QUHAIR 1 ") Now was there maid fast by the Touris... | |
 | Edward FitzGerald - Authors, English - 1889 - 528 pages
...fall at dead of night : For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. 5Ask me no more if east or west The phoenix builds her...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. These lines are exaggerated, as all in Charles's time, but very beautiful.... Yours most affectionately,... | |
 | Edward FitzGerald - Biography & Autobiography - 1889 - 534 pages
...fall at dead of night : For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. 5Ask me no more if east or west The phoenix builds her...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. These lines are exaggerated, as all in Charles's time, but very beautiful. . . . Yours most affectionately,... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson - English poetry - 1889 - 406 pages
...night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more if cast or west, " The phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies ! Thomas Cari."W. XXXL JULIA'S BED. SEE'ST thou that cloud as silver clear, Plump, soft, and swelling... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 332 pages
...Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose ; For in your I>eauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. GEORGE WITHER, LXXII. 1590?— 1667. THE SHEPHERD'S RESOLUTION. SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English literature - 1890 - 582 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if East or West The phoanix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies,...The Hue and Cry of Love, the Epitaphs on Lady Mary Vittiers, and the Friendly Eeproof to Ben Jonson for his angry farewell to the stage, are in the author's... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - English poetry - 1890 - 416 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fix'd 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. LOVES ETERNITY. How ill doth he deserve a Lover's name Whose pale weak flame Can not retain His heat... | |
 | Andrew Lang - Ballads, English - 1891 - 316 pages
...where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 1*8 €areto. IN PRAISE OF HIS MISTRESS. WOU that will a wonder know, Go with me : Two suns in a heaven... | |
 | Andrew Lang - Ballads, English - 1891 - 288 pages
...fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. 127 Ask me no more if east or west The phoenix builds...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 128 IN PR/USE OF HIS MISTRESS. WOU that will a wonder know, Go with me : Two suns in a heaven of snow... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1891 - 248 pages
...eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The phojnix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Y IN PR/1 IS E OF HIS MISTRESS. OU that will a wonder know, Go with me : Two suns in a heaven of snow... | |
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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... 
