 | English poetry - 1863 - 478 pages
...only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; 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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath. Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not wither'd be.... | |
 | Theocritus - Pastoral poetry, Greek - 1866 - 400 pages
...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. ' I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - American poetry - 1866 - 412 pages
...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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there it could not wither'd be ;... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pages
...Jove's nedlar sip I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, not so much honouring thee, as giving it a hope that there it could not withered be ; but thou thereon didst only breathe, and sent'st it back to me; since when it grows, and smells, I swear, not of itself but... | |
 | Students' songs - 1866 - 134 pages
...nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a roseate wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when, it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
 | J. H. - English poetry - 1867 - 860 pages
...kiss but in the cup, And l'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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be.... | |
 | Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867 - 380 pages
...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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be : But... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1867 - 336 pages
...kiss hut in the cup, And I '11 not look for wine : The thirst that from the soul doth rise, 5 Doth ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, 10 As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be... | |
 | British dramatists - Quotations, English - 1868 - 138 pages
...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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, . ' As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - Anthologies - 1869 - 526 pages
...nectar sup, I would not change for thine. 160 9 I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself,... | |
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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.... 
