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Bøker Bok 3140 av 180Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but...
" Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And 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.... "
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series ... - Side 514
redigert av - 1810
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Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest ..., Volum 1

Robert Carruthers - 1853
...kisa but in the cup, And 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 lent thcc late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could...
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Songs from the Dramatists

Robert Bell - 1854 - 268 sider
...kiss but in the cup, And 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 not withered be ;...
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Songs from the dramatists

Robert Bell - 1854 - 268 sider
...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 swear, Not of itself,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life

Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 558 sider
...surely be divine ; But might I of Love's nectar sup I would not change for wine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a...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, but...
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Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856
...a kiss but in the cup, And ni 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 not wither'd be ;...
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Songs of England. The book of English songs, ed. by C. Mackay

England - 1857
...a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from my 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 would not wither'd be ;...
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Evenings with the poets and sketches of their favourite scenes, by the ...

Evenings - 1860
...kiss but in the cup, And 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 not withered be....
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The minstrelsy of Britain; or, A glance at our lyrical poetry and poets from ...

Henry Heavisides - 1860
...leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from my 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 Asgiving it a hope, that there It would not withered be ; But...
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Pearls from the poets: specimens selected, with biogr. notes, by H.W. Dulcken

Henry William Dulcken - 1860
...kiss but in the cup, And 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 not withered be....
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Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - 1860
...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 sentst it back to me: Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but...
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