 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...  Publications - 第 lxv 頁1853完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Beloe - 1807 - 468 頁
...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 ? And if I sleepe then pearcheth he With prettie flight, And makes his pillow of my knee The live long... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1812 - 502 頁
...Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender brest, My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah wanton will ye? L iiij And And if I sleepe, then pierceth he, With prettie slight : And makes his pillow of my knee,... | |
 | John Bodenham - 1812 - 478 頁
...Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender brest, My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah wanton will ye ? U iiij And Aid if I sleepe, then piercetk he, With prettie slight: And makes bis pillow of my knee,... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges, Joseph Haslewood - 1812 - 316 頁
...Within mine eyes he makes his rtstj His bed amids-t my tender breast; My kisses are his- daily feast ; And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye r" In the present age, if there be a fashion which indulges in too indiscriminate a love of antiquity,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 420 頁
...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 ! And if I sleep, then pierceth he With pretty slight ; And makes his pillow of my knee The live-long... | |
 | Thomas Lodge - 1819 - 146 頁
...Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender brest, My kisses are his dayly feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah wanton, will ye ? And if I sleepe, then pearcheth he With pretty flight, And makes his pillow of my knee The liuelong... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 472 頁
...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? led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enoogh to make us withhold our assent to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 476 頁
...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? led to the formation of this exquisite pastoral drama, is enough to make us withhold our assent to... | |
 | Ancient ballads - 1827 - 270 頁
...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! And if I sleep, then pierceth he With pretty slight, And makes his pillow of my knee, The live long... | |
 | Thomas Lyle - 1827 - 272 頁
...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! And if I sleep, then pierceth he With pretty slight, And makes his pillow of my knee, The live long... | |
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