The quiver of love, a collection of valentines ancient & modern, by B.M. Ranking and T.K. TullyBoyd Montgomerie M. Ranking 1880 |
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The Quiver of Love, a Collection of Valentines Ancient & Modern, by B.M ... Boyd Montgomerie M Ranking Podgląd niedostępny - 2023 |
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Abraham Cowley Andrew Marvell beauty Beauty's bird bliss blossoms bosom breast breath bright Charles Grant charm cheeks cloth extra cold Coloured Crown octavo CUPID dare dear delight disdain doth dream E'en Edmund Waller eyes F. W. Bourdillon fair faith farewell fate fear flame flowers forget gentle gilt edges give golden grace grief hair hand hath heaven honour hope Illustrated John Pearson joys kiss Lady light lips live look Lord Strangford love thee Love's lover maiden Montgomerie Ranking move ne'er never night o'er pain passion pity Portuguese of Camoens quiver Richard Lovelace Robert Herrick rose Saint Valentine Samuel Taylor Coleridge scorn shine sighs sing Sir Thomas Wyatt sleep smile soft song soul Spring star stay sweet tears tell thine Thomas Campbell Thomas Carew thou art thoughts thy heart thy love true love Valentine vows wind wings Winter wound ye list
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Strona 137 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Strona 75 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
Strona 155 - I'll never love thee more. As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all.
Strona 61 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. 226 Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Strona 90 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ?. Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough Winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...
Strona 73 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Strona 24 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire \ I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require.
Strona 38 - Which may gain her name of best; If she be not such to me, What care I how good she be? 'Cause her fortune seems too high, Shall I play the fool, and die? Those that bear a noble mind, Where they want of riches find, Think what, with them they would do That without them dare to woo; And unless that mind I see, What care I how great she be?
Strona 106 - 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.
Strona 96 - THE fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?