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" Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders... "
The Court Magazine and Belle Assemblée - الصفحة 304
1833
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Facetiae. Musarum Deliciae: Preface

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...Was ravish' d from her snowie necke. THE REPLY. ASKE me no more, whither do stray The golden atomes of the day ; For in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders, to enrich your haire. Aske me no more whither doth haste The nightingal when summer's past ; For in your sweet devided...

Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which ..., المجلد 3

English poets - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...past, the fading rose ', For, in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of...doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me ho more where those stars light...

Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., المجلد 3

George Ellis - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 476
...past, the fading rose ; For, in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of...doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those stars light...

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, المجلد 4

1804 - عدد الصفحات: 538
...your beauty's orient deep, Thefe flowers as in their caufes fleep. Afk me no more whither do ftray The golden atoms of the day ; For in pure love heaven did prepare Thofe powders to enrich your hair. Afk me no more whither doth hafle The nightingale; when May is pad...

The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 208
...she behold me with a pleasing eye, I surfeit with excess of joy—and die ! Ask me no more—whither do stray The golden atoms of the Day; For, in pure...prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more—whither doth haste The Nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet-dividing throat She...

Specimens of the British Poets ...

British poets - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...past, the fading rose ? For in your beauties' orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more— whither do stray The golden atoms...doth haste The Nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more— where those Stars...

Musarum Deliciae: Or, the Muses Recreation, Contening Severall ..., المجلد 1

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...Was ravish'd from her snowie necke. The Reply. ASke me no more, whither do stray The golden atomes of the day ; For in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders, to enrich your haire. Aske me no more whither doth haste The nightingal when summer's past ; For in your sweet devided...

Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: Delivered at ...

William Hazlitt - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...past, the fading rose : For in your beauties, orient deep These flow'rs, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden atoms...doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm.her wrte: — — -~7* Ask me no more, where...

Spirit of the English Magazines, المجلد 10

1821 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...past, the fading rose ; For in your beauties orient deep These flow'rn, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden atoms...doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars...

Lectures chiefly on the dramatic literature of the age of Elizabeth

William Hazlitt - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...past, the fading rose : For in your beauties, orient deep These flow'rs, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden atoms...doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more, where those stars...




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