 | John Dryden, John Milton, William D'Avenant - 1716 - 418 oldal
...me no more where thofe Stars light That downwards fall in dead of Night: For in your Eyes they fit, and there Fixed become as in their Sphere. Ask me no more if Etft or Weft, The Phoenix builds her Spicy Neft: Ear unto- you M laft tte flies, And in your fragrant... | |
 | John Dryden - 1716 - 412 oldal
...me no more where thofe Srars light That downwards fall in dead of Night: For in your Eyes they fir, and there Fixed become as in their Sphere. Ask me no more if Eaf or Weft, The Phoenix builds her Spicy Neft : Sor Bate you at laft flit flies, And in your fragrant... | |
 | 1795 - 480 oldal
...deep, All flow'rs do in their cases sleep. Ask me no more, where those stars light That downward fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there They fix'd become, as in their sphere. Nor ask me more, if East or West The Phenix builds her spicey... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 454 oldal
...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me ho more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and...phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragant bosom dies. DIALOGUE. [From a MS. in the possession of Mr. Malone.] TELL... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 oldal
...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...Phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. SONG.* Conquest by flight. LADIES, fly from Love's smooth tale... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 208 oldal
...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 Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more—if east or west, The Phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you, at last, she flies, And in... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 478 oldal
...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...in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The Phosnix builds her spicy nest : For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. SONG.*... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 444 oldal
...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...phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. THE MISTAKE. WHEN on fair Celia I did spy A wounded heart of... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1822 - 386 oldal
...nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat, She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, if east or west The Phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies." The following two stanzas of the piece, entitled " Disdaine... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 372 oldal
...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...phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies." The Hue and Cry of Love, the Epitaphs on Lady Mary Villiers,... | |
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Ask me no more where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you at last she flies, And in... 
