 Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will...  Chaucer, 1400, to Beaumont, 1628 - الصفحة 323المحررون: - 1819عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 442
...with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feete. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Strike I my lute — he tunes the string, He music plays, if I so sing : He lends me every thing, Yet,... | |
 | William Beloe, Thomas Fanshaw Middleton, William Rowe Lyall, Robert Nares - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 700
...his wings he plays with me, Now with his feete. " Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. " Strike I my lute — he tunes the string, He music plays, if I do sing ; He lends me every living... | |
 | Reuben Percy - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...believed to be unique. " Love in my bosom, like a bee, Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Strike I my lute—he tunes the string, He music plays, if I do sing; He lends me every living thing,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 476
...called ' Rosalynd's Madrigal,' and are uot unworthy of a place even in a page devoted to Shakspeare : Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet :...And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye? led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enough to make us withhold our assent to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...called * Rosalynd's Madrigal,' and are not unworthy of a place even in a page devoted to Shakspeare : Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now...And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye? led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enoogh to make us withhold our assent to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 474
...called ' Rosalynd's Madrigal,' and are not unworthy of a place even in a page devoted to Shakspeare : Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet :...feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will yc? led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enough to make as withhold oar assent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 470
...called ' Rosalynd's Madrigal,' and are not unworthy of a place even ja a page devoted to Shakspeare : Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet :...are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enough to make as withhold our assent to... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feete. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Strike I my lute — he tunes the string ; He music plays if I do sing ; He lends me every living thing,... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feete. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Strike I my lute — he tunes the string ; He music plays if I do sing ; He lends ine every living... | |
 | 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...with his wings he plays with me. Now with his feete. Within mine eyes he mattes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Strike I my lute — he tunes the string, He music plays — if I do sing; He lends me ev'ry living... | |
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