 | 1876 - 592 стор.
...his miscellaneous sonnets which completes the entire series : — ' Leave me, 0 Love ! which readiest but to dust, And thou my mind aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings, Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
 | 1816 - 828 стор.
...splendid trifles, now, a long farewell. Leave me, O Love ! which readiest but to dust ; And li.-.ii, niy mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Whatever fades, but failing pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
 | Thomas Zouch - 1809 - 424 стор.
...The following valedictory sonnet cannot be read with indifference : " Leave me, O Lore, which reaches but to dust, " And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things! " Grow rich in that which nerer taketh rust, " Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. •• Draw in thy beams, and humble... | |
 | 1816 - 802 стор.
...vakdico nttgit. To spleiulid trifles*, now, a long farewell. e, 0 Lore ! which rtachest but to dost ; " And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things : Grow* rich in that which never taketli ru«t ; Whatever fades, bat fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and bumble all thy might... | |
 | 1830 - 550 стор.
...Such light in sense, with such a darkeii'd mind." pp. 149-150. " Leave me, O love ! which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that whicli never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble... | |
 | 1830 - 530 стор.
...such a darken'd mind." pp. 149- 1W. " Leave me, O lore ! which rcachest but to dust; And thou, iny mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
 | William Hone - 1832 - 874 стор.
...Lale, or October, peaches ripen. FAREWELL то SPLENDID FOLLIES. Leave me, О Love ! which reaches! but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
 | 1840 - 528 стор.
...want of success had taught him the vanity of earthly passion : — " Leave me, O Love ! which readiest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
 | 1840 - 844 стор.
...copy his FAREWELL TO SPLENDID FOLLIES. Leave me, О love ! which readiest but to dust ; And t bun, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rich in that which never taketh rust, Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings : Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To i li.it... | |
 | William Hone - 1841 - 840 стор.
...ripen. FAREWELL то SPLENDID FOLLIES. Leave me, О Love 1 which readiest but to dust ; And Ilion, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet... | |
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Desiring nought but how to kill desire. [Leave me, O love] Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust, Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams,... 
