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...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 not*. 256 257 Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in...

...when he said, — ' Ask me no more where those stars lighte That downwards fall in dead of nighte, For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere.' " THE LONDON TIMES. The London Times of March 25, 1882, contained a long editorial on Longfellow, from...

...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...her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light 1 That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit and there Fixed become as in their...

...pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. 8 Ask me no more whither dost haste The nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet...dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. 12 Ask me no more where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they...

...pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste 10 The nightingale, when May is past: For in your sweet...stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night: 15 For in your eyes they sit, and there, Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or...