 I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could...  Specimens of the Early English Poets - Page 114by George Ellis - 1790 - 323 lehteFull view - About this book
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 lehte
...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1876 - 564 lehte
...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1876 - 554 lehte
...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered he. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells,... | |
 | Frederick Edward Hulme - 1877 - 270 lehte
...beginning " Drink to me only with thine eyes," has the lines — " I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 lehte
...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells, 1 swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | 1877 - 362 lehte
...close the shutters fast. COWPER, 'The Task, bk. iv. Wreath. — I sent thee late a rosy WREATH, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. BEN JONSON, Song, Drink to Me Only. Wretched. — The WRETCHED have no friends. DRYDEN, Ali for Love,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1877 - 464 lehte
...nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee 10 As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me : Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, 15 Not of... | |
 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1878 - 332 lehte
...might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows, and smells, 1 swear, Not of itself... | |
 | Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, Ben Jonson - 1878 - 576 lehte
...might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me : Since when it grows, and smells, I a wear, Not of itself,... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1878 - 232 lehte
...might I of Jove's nectar l sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me : Since when it grows,... | |
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