 | Poetical rhapsody - 1814 - 290 Seiten
...state Far surmounts all reach of words. MADRIGAL. J\AY Love in her attire doth shew her wit, It tloth so well become her: For every season she hath dressings...Beauty's self she is, When all her robes are gone. ODE. That Time and Abtencc provct. Rather helps than hurts to loves, • ABSENCE, hear thou my protestation;... | |
 | Poetical rhapsody - 1826 - 294 Seiten
...heav'n wax'd blind, and till the world were done. Whereso'er I am, below, or else above you, Wliereso'er you are, my heart shall truly love you. IS" MADRIGAL....complain, Which you make me endure without release ; a Omitted in the fourth edition. b In the first edition it stands thus : A MADRIGAL. With scornful... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 Seiten
...eyes and see That brave vibration each way free; O how that glittering taketh me! xciv 3 R. Herrick My Love in her attire doth shew her wit, It doth so...Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. Anon. xcv ON A GIRDLE It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My... | |
 | George Herbert - 1863 - 732 Seiten
...author of the Elizabethan period, which deserves reproduction — " My love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her; For every season...beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone." We wonder that the fastidious Mr. FT Palgrave, who thinks Spenser's "Epithalamium" "not in harmony... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - 458 Seiten
...wave. c. MERiVAbE (from the Greek). WJien unadorned, adorned the most. |Y love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her ; For every season...beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. Hymnus Arionius. IVE deum coctim inter validissime, salsi Rcetor have. Neptune, profimdi, Qvi glomeras... | |
 | Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867 - 428 Seiten
...than when art Is too precise in every part. Robert Herrick. xxx1v. MY Love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her : For every season...Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. Unknown. XXXV. CHERRY-RIPE. THERE is a garden in her face Where roses and white lilies blow ; A heavenly... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...Though ne'er another trow me. GRAHAM OF GARTMORE. MY LOVE IN HER ATTIRE. MY Love in her attire doth show imbs like lifeless tools, — We were a ghastly crew....by me, knee to knee ; The body and I pulled at one ANONYMOUS. A SLEEPING BEAUTY. SLEEP on ! and dream of Heaven awhile ! Though shut so close thy laughing... | |
 | Edward James Mortimer Collins - 1871 - 328 Seiten
...delicious in its native simplicity. What says a quaint old epigram ? My love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her ; For every season...Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. With a difference, this might be said of the mushroom and the oyster — excellent are they howsoever... | |
 | 1872 - 900 Seiten
...• For every season she hath dressings fit, For Winter, Spring, and Summer. No beauty she doth misa s sides. Come ! and trip it, as you go, On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy r ANONYMOUS. A SLEEPING BEAUTY. SLEEP on ! and dream of Heaven awhile 1 Though shut so close thy laughing... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 Seiten
...each way free ; O how that glittering taketh me ! Robert Herrich. XLIL LOVES ATTIRE. BEAUTY'S SELF. MY Love in her attire doth shew her wit, It doth so...beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. Anonymous. XLIIL LOVES RESTING PLACE. LOVE in my bosom, like a bee, Doth suck his sweet ; Now with... | |
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My Love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her : For every season she hath dressings fit, For Winter, Spring, and Summer. No beauty she doth miss When all her robes are on : But Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. 
