 | 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 318
...pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to inrich your haire. Aske me no more whether doth hast The Nightingale when May is past : For in your sweet dividing throat, She winters and keepes warmo her note. Aske me no more where those starres light, That downewards fall at dead of night... | |
 | Homerus - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 66
...Poetry." — Carew applies the primary sense of Ilomcr's pipoiriav in one of bis pretty songs — " Ask mo no more whither doth haste " The Nightingale when...dividing throat " She winters, and keeps warm her note." Note 11, page 22, line 337. hither bring the maid. Homeritatis causa, the English reader will accept... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...golden atoms of the day; For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. • Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past; 10 For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 420
...The golden atoms of the day; For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale,...winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - عدد الصفحات: 644
...golden atoms of the day ; For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale,...winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For, in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; 10 For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1873 - عدد الصفحات: 448
...The golden atoms of the day ; For in pure love Heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale...She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Living voices - 1873 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...golden atoms of the day ; For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale,...winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night — For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare These powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale...She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 794
...The golden atoms of the day; For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale,...winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stnrs light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there... | |
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Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. 
