Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter... A New Library of Poetry and Song - Стр. 709редактор(ы): - 1877 - Страниц: 934Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| Sara Stinchfield Hawk - 1928 - Страниц: 356
...bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and weathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek And love to live...and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe. Various moods are suggested in Cyrano's speech* in answer to Viscount de Valvert: — The Viscount.... | |
| 1909 - Страниц: 502
...Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, 31 Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such...Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain Nymph, sweet Liberty;... | |
| John Milton - 2006 - Страниц: 102
...ivy-crowned Bacchus bore: Or whether (as some sager sing) The frolic wind that breathes the spring, As he met her once a-Maying, There, on beds of violets...fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And, if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live... | |
| John Milton - 2006 - Страниц: 94
...The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing, As he met her once a-Maying, And fresh-blown roses washed in dew, Filled her with...fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And, if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live... | |
| John Milton - 2006 - Страниц: 66
...So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles Such as...fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And, if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live... | |
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