 | English poems - 1870 - 722 Seiten
...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 wither'd be.... | |
 | Henry Philip Dodd - 1870 - 652 Seiten
...Jove's nectar sip, 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,... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 Seiten
...nectar sup, I would not change for thine. II. 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 Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...kiss but in the cup, And I '11 not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask #1Y P ՝ sM Kzǁ rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ; But... | |
 | 1872 - 184 Seiten
...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. 67 Translation of BEN JOXSON. I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a...It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when, it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1872 - 268 Seiten
...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. But... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1872 - 420 Seiten
...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; But... | |
 | 1872 - 900 Seiten
...kiss but in the cup, And I '11 Hot look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask wXbO thec Lite a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thec As giving it a hope that there It could not withered... | |
 | Walter Fitzallen - 1872 - 422 Seiten
...Jove's nectar sip, 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 back to me; Since when it grows and smells, I swear, not of itself but thee."... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 912 Seiten
...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 muck honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be ;... | |
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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.... 
