 TO DIANEME. SWEET, be not proud of those two eyes Which starlike sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives ; yours yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with the lovesick air ; Whenas that...  The Forum - Page 61edited by - 1887Full view - About this book
 | Robert Herrick - English poetry - 1810 - 278 pages
...your's yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair, Which wantons with the love-sick air; When as that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your...precious stone, When all your world of beauty's gone. ill. HIS MISERY IN A MISTRESS. WATER, water I espy ! Come, and cool ye, all who fry In your love; but... | |
 | Robert Herrick - English poetry - 1810 - 280 pages
...sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives, your's yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair, Which wantons with the love-sick air ; When as that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your sofi ear, Will last to be a precious... | |
 | Robert Herrick - 1823 - 330 pages
...with the love-sick aire ; When as that ruble which you weare, Sunk from the tip of your soft eare, Will last to be a precious stone, When all your world of beautie's gone. TO THE KING, TO CURE THE EVILL. To find that tree of life, whose fruits did feed, And... | |
 | Robert Herrick - Elegiac poetry, English - 1825 - 334 pages
...with the love-sick aire ; When as that rubie which you weare, Sunk from the tip of your soft eare, Will last to be a precious stone, When all your world of beautie's gone. TO THE KING, TO CURE THE EVIL.I,. To find that tree of life, whose fruits did feed,... | |
 | Robert Herrick - 1852 - 744 pages
...sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives, your's yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair, Which wantons with the love-sick air ; When as that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious... | |
 | Robert Herrick - 1856 - 380 pages
...wantons with the love-sick aire, When as that rubie which you weare, Sunk from the tip of your soft eare, Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beautie's gone. TO THE KING, TO CUBE THE EVILL. To find that tree of life whose fruits did feed And... | |
 | Robert Herrick - 1859 - 660 pages
...with the love-sick aire ; "When as that rubie which you weare, Sunk from the tip of your soft eare, "Will last to be a precious stone, "When all your world of beautie's gone. TO THE KING, TO CURE THE EVILL. To find that tree of life, whose fruits did feed, And... | |
 | William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 316 pages
...sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud that you can see All hearts your captives, yours yet free ; Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with...precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone. HERRKK. THE BELLS. i. HEAR the sledges with the bells — Silver bells ! What a world of merriment... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 pages
...sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives ; yours yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with...precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone. R. Hcrrick Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, Tell her that's young And shuns... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 366 pages
...captives ; yours yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with the lovesick air j Whenas that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip...last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty 's gone. R. Herrick Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows,... | |
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