 | Richard Cumberland - 1788 - 346 страница
...not indeed apply that to my *' Itysfor drink, but thee" III. I fent thec late a rojy wreath, Not fo much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. « PHIL. Letter XXX. " n^o^a iroi rilpavov po'Siuv, s crl TuriHv, (xca TSTO u (ibyap) «7Jk' afrois... | |
 | Richard Cumberland - 1798 - 326 страница
...apply that to my lips for drink, but thee." m. I feat thee late a rofy wrexth, Notfo much henouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It might not withered be, . Letter XXX.i //. fc <roi r'tfotvovfoSdiv, s <ri rtptuv, " wreath, not fo much honoring thee (though... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 страница
...doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sup, 1 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... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 страница
...thee, thirst, and taking hold of the cup, do not indeed apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. PHIL. Letter XXX. ffoi ftf avov fiiSiiv, u ffi np.£t (juu rare pJvyoff ) «XX' avrots n j£af/£of*ivor... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 страница
...ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee Fate 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... | |
 | Anacreon - 1804 - 194 страница
...! I feel its magic now ! I feel that even his garland's touch -Can make the bosom love too much ! " But thou thereon didst only breathe.', " And sent it back to me ; " Since when it looks and smells, I swear, " Not of itself, but thee !" . ;i AncL ah! I feel its magic no-wf] This... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 страница
...thirst, and taking hold of the cup, do not indeed apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' III. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. PHIL. Letter XXX. ' niiropQa. mi ftQaaor ^oSaiy, u ffs Ti//.a;» (xai TBTO if aAX' no" Toir n ^a^i^oIiatos... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 страница
...taking hold of the cup, do not indeed apply that to my lips for drink, but thee.' III. I sent fliee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As...giving it a hope that there It might not withered be. PHIL. Letter XXX. ffot fvtpatvov pooaiv- a &E Tip.uv (xou THTB AA' au' rois rt %agi£o/jt>os roTs goSois,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 414 страница
...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 ; But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when... | |
 | Anacreon - 1810 - 198 страница
...! I feel its magic now ! I feel that e'en his garland's touch Can make the bosom love too much ! " But thou thereon didst only breathe, " And sent it back to me 5 " Since when it looks and smells, I swear, " Not of itself, but ihee!" AnA ah ! J feel its magic... | |
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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.... 
