Hesperides: Or, The Works Both Humane and Divine of Robert Herrick ...Little, Brown, 1856 - 298 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 217 - Which of thy kindness thou hast sent; And my content Makes those, and my beloved beet, To be more sweet.
الصفحة 218 - Make me a fire, Close by whose living coal I sit, And glow like it. Lord, I confess too, when I dine, The pulse is Thine, And all those other bits that be There...
الصفحة 31 - To Electra. I DARE not ask a kiss, I dare not beg a smile ; Lest having that or this, I might grow proud the while. No, no, the utmost share Of my desire shall be Only to kiss that air That lately kissed thee.
الصفحة 8 - Then let not the dark thee cumber; What though the moon does slumber, The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. "Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me: And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, My soul I'll pour into thee.
الصفحة 78 - WHENAS in silks my Julia goes, Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows That liquefaction of her clothes! Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, — O how that glittering taketh me ! Robert Herrick 121.
الصفحة 8 - Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
الصفحة 217 - Lord, thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell ; A little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof...
الصفحة 81 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
الصفحة 124 - AH, Ben ! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
الصفحة 223 - TEABES and age, farewell ! Behold, I go Where I do know Infinitie to dwell. And these mine eyes shall see All times, how they Are lost i' th