...(oananthic ether) which the former contains or not we cannot say, but think it must be so. VIOLET. The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief,...thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? BARD or AVON. The perfume exhaled by the Viola odoraia is so universally admired, that to speak in...

...those. Yet scem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.— 98. The forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief,...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully...

...They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, — you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow...chide : — Sweet, thief, whence didst thou steal thy sw«et that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion...

...those. Yet scem'd it winter still, and, you away, Aa with your shadow 1 with these did play. — 98. The forward violet thus did I chide :— Sweet thief,...thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath 1 The purple pride Which on thy soft check for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too...

...dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. Midsummer Night's Dream. Art il. 0*, I 88. SONNET XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide; — Sweet...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair: The roses fearfully...

...whiter far Than towers of polished ivory are. THOMAS CAREW. THE FORWARD VIOLET THUS DID I CHIDE. ТПЕ f :o2 dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair : The roses fearfully...

...rose.'4 All this sweetness of spring was but her perfume and her shade : ' The forward violet thus I did chide : " Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy...complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. " 1 Sonnet 142. 3 Sonnet g6. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n...

...4 All this sweetness of spring was but her perfume and her shade : ' The forward violet thus I did chide : " Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy...complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed." 1 Sonnet 142. ' Sonnet 95. 3 Sonnet 98. 4 Ibid. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds...

...stole Those balmy spoils." Shakspeare, in the Ninty-ninth Sonnet, has made the violet the thief. ' 871 Pope, in his Ode on St. Cecilia's Day ; and Thomson, m his Spring have availed themselves of the epithet...

...be whiter far Than towers of polished ivory are. THOMAS CAREW. THE FOBWARD VIOLET THUS DID I CHIDE. t Winch on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily...