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" So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress' name: Little, alas! they know or heed How far these beauties hers exceed! "
The Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With a Memoir of the Author - Sivu 116
tekijä(t) Andrew Marvell - 1857 - 335 sivua
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The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New ..., Osa 2

John Dryden, John Milton, William D'Avenant - 1716 - 418 sivua
...grow. Society is all but rude, To this delicious Solirude. HL No whire nor red was ever feen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond Lovers, cruel as their Flame, Cut in thefe Trees their Miftrefs' Niune. Lirtle, Alas, they know, or heed, How far thefe Beauries hers exceed!...

Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present ...

William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 sivua
...white, nor red was ever seen So am' rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cot hought he measur'd all his store, His geese, his hogs, he number'd o'er; In fancy w beautys her exceed ! Fair trees 1 where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found....

Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of ...

William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 sivua
...white, nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, eruel as their flame, I'ut w w b beautys her exeeed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found....

Chambers's Edinburgh Journal

1836 - 436 sivua
...No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their llaine. Cut in these trees their mistress' name. Little, alas,...they know or heed How far these beauties her exceed I Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life...

The poets of Yorkshire, commenced by W.C. Newsam; complete and publ. by J ...

William Cartwright Newsam - 1845 - 264 sivua
...grow. Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their...barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious clusters of the...

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: First period, from the earliest times to 1400

Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 sivua
...grow. Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous the What wond'rous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions ...

Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 sivua
...rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rotis as this lovely green. Kond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their...barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life in this 1 lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine...

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest ..., Nide 1

Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 sivua
...this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lover», cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress'...barks I wound. No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life in this 1 lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 sivua
...here below, Only among the plants will grow. Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white, nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely...in these trees their mistress' name. Little, alas 1 they know or heed How far these beauties her exceed! Fair trees! where'er your backs I wound, No...

Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 358 sivua
...is all but rude To this delicious solitude. THE GARDEN. 39 No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their...barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. j 'l When we have run our passion's heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The gods, who mortal...




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