 | English poetry - 1817 - 372 pages
...Was ravish' d from her snowie necke. THE REPLY. ASKE me no more, whither do stray The golden atomes of the day ; For in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders, to enrich your haire. Aske me no more whither doth haste The nightingal when summer's past ; For in your sweet devided... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 pages
...June is past, the fading rose ; For, in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden...note. Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere.... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 454 pages
...June is past, the fading rose ', For, in your beauty's orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden...throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me ho more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and... | |
 | George Ellis - English poetry - 1803 - 476 pages
...June is past, the fading rose ; For, in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden...note. Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere.... | |
 | 1804 - 538 pages
...your beauty's orient deep, Thefe flowers as in their caufes fleep. Afk me no more whither do ftray The golden atoms of the day ; For in pure love heaven did prepare Thofe powders to enrich your hair. Afk me no more whither doth hafle The nightingale; when May is pad... | |
 | Lyre - Love poetry, English - 1806 - 208 pages
...she behold me with a pleasing eye, I surfeit with excess of joy—and die ! Ask me no more—whither do stray The golden atoms of the Day; For, in pure...prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more—whither doth haste The Nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet-dividing throat She... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 512 pages
...June is past, the fading rose ? For in your beauties' orient deep, These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more— whither do stray The golden...note. Ask me no more— where those Stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere.... | |
 | 1817 - 376 pages
...Was ravish'd from her snowie necke. The Reply. ASke me no more, whither do stray The golden atomes of the day ; For in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders, to enrich your haire. Aske me no more whither doth haste The nightingal when summer's past ; For in your sweet devided... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English drama - 1821 - 374 pages
...June is past, the fading rose : For in your beauties, orient deep These flow'rs, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden...note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere.... | |
 | William Hazlitt - Dramatists, English - 1821 - 372 pages
...June is past, the fading rose : For in your beauties, orient deep These flow'rs, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden...note. Ask me no more, where those stars light, That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere.... | |
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ASK ME No MORE ASK me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare... 
