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" My smiles and languished air, By love are driven away ; And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have. His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ; 0 why to him was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold... "
The Poems: With Specimens of the Prose Writings, of William Blake - ˹éÒ 23
â´Â William Blake - 1885 - 282 ˹éÒ
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, àÅèÁ·Õè 66-67

740 ˹éÒ
...what bidden cave in rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this ?— SONG. " My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air,...my grave : Such end true lovers have ! " His face ii fair as heaven Where springing buds unfold ; Oh, why to him was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold...
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The Ladies' Cabinet of Fashion, Music & Romance

1867 - 738 ˹éÒ
...in rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this ? — ' My silks and fine array, Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have ! " His face is fair as heaven Where springing buds unfold ; Oh, why to him was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is...
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The Illustrated Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 23-24

1867 - 744 ˹éÒ
...what hidden cave in rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this ?— SONG. " My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By Love are driven away j And mournful, lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have ! " His face...
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Life of William Blake, "Pictor Ignotus": With Selections from His Poems and ...

Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 ˹éÒ
...volume, though he often did so in melody and feeling, and more than did so in depth of thought. SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air,...lovers have. His face is fair as heaven When springing Inids unfold ; Oh, why to Mm was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold? His breast is Love's all-worshipped...
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Skirmishes and Sketches

Gail Hamilton - 1865 - 461 ˹éÒ
...From what hidden cave in Rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this SONG. " My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air,...end true lovers have ! " His face is fair as heaven, Where springing buds unfold ; Oh, why to him was 't given, Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast...
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Skirmishes and Sketches

Gail Hamilton - 1865 - 468 ˹éÒ
...From what hidden cave in Rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this SONG. " My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air,...end true lovers have ! " His face is fair as heaven, Where springing buds unfold ; Oh, why to him was 't given, Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast...
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Skirmishes and Sketches

Gail Hamilton - 1866 - 648 ˹éÒ
...From what hidden cave in Rare Ben Jonson's realm did the boy bring such an opal as this SONG. " My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air,...me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have 1 " His face is fair as heaven, Where springing buds unfold ; Oh, why to him was 't given, Whose heart...
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Poetical Sketches

William Blake - 1868 - 122 ˹éÒ
...golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. j SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air By love are driven away ; And mournful lean Despair...face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ; O why to him was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is love's all-worshipp'd tomb,...
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The British Quarterly Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 45

Henry Allon - 1867 - 614 ˹éÒ
...written by an Elizabethan song- writer : — ' His face is fair as heaven When springing buds unfold ; O why to him was't given, Whose heart is wintry cold ? His breast is Love's all-worshipt tomb, Where all Love's pilgrims come.' Well, though never locked up, Blake must certainly...
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Folia silvulae: sive, Eclogae poetarum Anglicorum in Latinum et ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 2

Hubert Ashton Holden - 1870 - 524 ˹éÒ
...LAWSON, A. s. 1816 24—2 47 The end of true love TVfY silks and fine array, my smiles and languish'd air, by love are driven away, and mournful, lean Despair...given whose heart is wintry cold? his breast is love's all-worshipt tomb, where all love's pilgrims come. Bring me an axe and spade, bring me a winding sheet,...
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