 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 524 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.... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 528 sider
...kiss but in the cup, And I '11 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.... | |
 | Jon Stallworthy - 1986 - 422 sider
...I would not change for thine. JONSON • POE 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 but... | |
 | Richard Machin, Christopher Norris - 1987 - 422 sider
...though that effect is restricted to the world of sense (how the flowers smell). 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 them thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear,... | |
 | 460 sider
...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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thce, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But... | |
 | 1875 - 398 sider
...Jonson," such sweet words were 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 but... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 sider
...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. 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... | |
 | Kenneth Koch - 1999 - 324 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 honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - 1999 - 366 sider
...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. 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... | |
 | H. Porter Abbott - 2002 - 230 sider
...The thirst, that from the soule doth rise, Doth aske a drinke divine: But might I of JOVE'S \ectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee, late,...giving it a hope, that there It could not withered bee. But thou thereon didst onely breath, And sent'st it backe to mee: Since when it growes, and smells,... | |
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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.... 
