 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 sayfa
...nightingale when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. ." honour ! The Compliment. I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair ; Though the wires... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 sayfa
...sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps worm her note. Ask me no more if east or west The Phœnix coln"% Cham 6 I The Compliment. I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair ; Though the wires... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 sayfa
...nightingale when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note, now J Hor. I think it lacks of twelve. Marctllua....is struck. /A./-. Indeed ! I heard it not. It then I The Compliment. I do not love thce for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair ; Though the wires... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 sayfa
...stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For, in yonr eyes they sit, and there Fixed beeome, as in their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phenix bnilds her spiey nest ; For nnto yon at last she flies, And in yonr fragrant bosom dies.1 FROM... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 sayfa
...nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more if east or west The Phoenix builds...nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragant bosom dies. THE COMPLIMENT. I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 sayfa
...past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more if cast or west The Phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragant bosom dies. THE COMPLIMENT. I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 sayfa
...throat She winters , and keeps warm her note. Ask me, no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit ,...at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. The Primrose. Ask me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1853 - 716 sayfa
...nightingale when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more if east or west The Phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flics, And in your fragrant bosom dies I The Compliment. I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan... | |
 | 1856 - 754 sayfa
...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit,...last she flies , And in your fragrant bosom dies. The Primrose. Ask me why I send you here This firstling of the infant year ; Ask me why I send to you... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1857 - 532 sayfa
...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where 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. For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. Ladies,... | |
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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 warm her note. Ask me no... 
