...to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I '11 not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. EPIGRAMS. To MY MERE ENGLISH CENSURER. To thee, my way in Epigrams seems new, When both it is the old...

...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. EPIGRAMS. i To MY MERE ENGLISH CENSURER. ~ To thee, my way in Epigrams seems new, When both it is the...

...The thirst, that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine : But might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee, late, a...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. Ben Jonson. AT PARTING. WEEP not, my dear, for I shall go Laden enough with my own woe ; Add not thy...

...late a rosy wreath, not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there it could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe, and sent'st...grows, and smells, I swear, not of itself, but thee. His song, entitled The Grace of Simplicity, is one of the most characteristic of its author : — Still...

...aught I know, he knew as much as I. BEN. yONSON. O Rare Ben Jonson. [Monument in Westminster Abbey.} TO CELIA. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. ON MY FIRST SON. Farewell ! thou child of my right hand, and joy ; My sin was too much hope of thee,...

...imparted to it by some love-lorn maid. This idea is suggested in the following lines by Ben Jon son: " I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring...grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee." But beauty, bloom, and scent do not exhaust the list of qualifications which have raised the rose to...

...Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee. BEN JONSON. Tell her, oh, tell her. TELL her, oh, tell her, the lute she left lying Beneath the green...

...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...grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. EPIGRAMS. To MY MERE ENGLISH CENSURER. To thee, my way in Epigrams seems new, When both it is the old...

...Jove's nectar sup I would iiot change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring e insect swarms From their dark nooks and coverts...Seemed now as though it had no canso to mourn Its b GOOD LIFE, LONG LIFE. It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make men better be ; Or standing...

...nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thce, As giving it a hope that there It could not withered...it back to me ; Since when, it grows, and smells, 1 swear, Not of itself, but thee. PHILOUTBATCB. (Greek.) Translation of BEN JONSON. Song. SHE is not...