 A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, • In folly ripe, in reason rotten, Thy belt of straw and ivy...  Poems by Sir Henry Wotton, Sir Walter Raleigh and Others - Страница 120по Sir Henry Wotton - 1845 - 136 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | England - 1860 - 532 страници
...Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in season rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy -buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy Love. Why should we talk of dainties then, Of better meat than 's fit for... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1860 - 778 страници
...gown, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Are all soon wither'd, broke, forgotten, In Folly ripe, in Reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, Can me with no enticements move, To live with thee, and... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1860 - 766 страници
...gown, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Are all soon wither'd, broke, forgotten, In Folly ripe, in Reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, Can me with no enticements move, To live with thee, and... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1861 - 402 страници
...spring, but sorrows fall ! Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly...and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy lore. But could youth last, and love still breed, Had joyes no date, nor... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...Spring, but sorrow's Fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs : All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and... | |
 | Joseph Cundall - 1862 - 94 страници
...spring, but sorrows fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs! All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be... | |
 | 1863 - 478 страници
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs; All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be... | |
 | 1863 - 362 страници
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move To come to thee and... | |
 | English poems - 1863 - 364 страници
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten. In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move To come to thee and... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1863 - 788 страници
...gown, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Are all soon wither'd, broke, forgotten, In Folly ripe, in Reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, Can me with no enticements move, To live with thee, and... | |
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