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" 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 Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale... "
The Court Magazine and Belle Assemblée - 304 ÆäÀÌÁö
1833
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Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient ..., 5±Ç

John Dryden - 1716 - 412 ÆäÀÌÁö
...in your fweet dividing Throat She winrers, and keeps warm her Nore. Ask me no more where thofe Srars light That downwards fall in dead of Night: For in your Eyes they fir, and there Fixed become as in their Sphere. Ask me no more if Eaf or Weft, The Phoenix builds her...
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The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New ..., ÆÄÆ® 5

John Dryden, John Milton, William D'Avenant - 1716 - 418 ÆäÀÌÁö
...me no more where rhoie Srars light That downwards fall in dead of Nighr: For in your Eyes they fir, and there Fixed become as in their Sphere. Ask me no more if Eafl or Weft', . ;'.'••: The Phoenix builds her Spicy Neft: : :• ..! For unto- you at laft /he...
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A Select Collection of Poems, 1±Ç

John Nichols - 1969 - 312 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ..., 3±Ç

English poets - 1801 - 488 ÆäÀÌÁö
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragant bosom dies. DIALOGUE....
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ..., 3±Ç

English poets - 1801 - 454 ÆäÀÌÁö
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing 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...
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Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical ..., 3±Ç

George Ellis - 1803 - 476 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The Phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies. SONG.*...
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The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806 - 208 ÆäÀÌÁö
...past; For in your sweet-dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more—where those Stars light, That downwards fall in dead of...there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more—if east or west, The Phoenix builds her spicy nest; For unto you, at last, she flies, And in...
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Specimens of the British Poets ...

British poets - 1809 - 512 ÆäÀÌÁö
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more— whither doth haste The Nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...their sphere. Ask me no more— if east or west, The Phoenix builds her spicy nest ; ror onto you, at last, she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies !...
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Lectures chiefly on the dramatic literature of the age of Elizabeth

William Hazlitt - 1821 - 374 ÆäÀÌÁö
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west The phu:ni\ builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at lust she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies." The...
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Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: Delivered at ...

William Hazlitt - 1821 - 372 ÆäÀÌÁö
...enrich your hair. Ask me no more, whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm...their sphere. Ask me no more, if east or west The phoenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto you at last she flies, And in your fragrant bosom dies." The...
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