...his grave a bed ; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy...

...passage so rich and fanciful, he had preferred the pure iambic of Catullus to the tragic senarian : — " With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose j nor The azure harebell, like thy veins...

...possesses that magic of language VOL. i. u and appositeness of imagery for which he stands pre-eminent. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured harebell like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine ; whom not to slander, Outsweetened...

...time possesses that magic of language and appositeness of imagery for which he stands pre-eminent. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured harebell like thy veins...

...his grave a bed ; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Are. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veius; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...

...scattered throughout the productions of our early poets. Thus Shakespeare's Arvigarus in Cymbeline : With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : ***** Yea, and furr'd moss, besides, when flowers arc none, To winter-ground thy corse. The Hainanese...

...slept; and put My clouted brogues3 from off my feet, whose rudeness Answer'd my steps too loud. Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy...

...harebell, for her stainless azured hue, Claims to be worn by none but those are true.' W. Browne. * thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins.' Shakspcare. ' E'en the light harebell raised its head, Uninjured...

...for her stainless azured hue, Claims to be worn by none but those are true.' W. Browne. ' thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins.' Shakspeare. ' E'en the light harebell raised its head, Uninjured...

...appositeness of imagery for which he stands pre-eminent. With fairest flowers, ' Whilst summer lasts, and 1 live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave; thou...flower that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azured harebell like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine; whom not to slander, Outsweetened not...