 These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. 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...  A Love Gift for ... - Seite 331841Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 Seiten
...pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither cloth haste The nightingale when May is past ; For in your sweet...dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fix6d become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The PhcBnix builds her spicy nest;... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 Seiten
...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...dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixecl become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The Phoenix builds her spicy nest... | |
 | 1863 - 546 Seiten
...has a capital conceit — " Ask me no more, whither does haste The nightingale ; when May is post. For in your sweet, dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note." What a mystery is migration, and how much greater a mystery has it been made by that class of naturalists... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 Seiten
...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...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phosnix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. 109.... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1864 - 210 Seiten
...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...note. Ask me no more, where those stars light That downward fall at dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fix'd become, as in their sphere.... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 Seiten
...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...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phrcrdx builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. PEANCIS... | |
 | Dublin city, univ - 1866 - 300 Seiten
...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...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west, The phenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. CAREW.... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1866 - 240 Seiten
...powders to enrich your hair. in. AJk me no more whither doth hafte The nightingale when Spring is pafi; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. IT. AJk me no more where those fiars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; "For in your eyes... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson - 1867 - 432 Seiten
...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...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 ! Thomas... | |
 | J. H. - 1867 - 860 Seiten
...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...dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fix'd become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest ;... | |
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