 | John Milton - 1891 - 242 стор.
...thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes." See Appendix. 40. Imitated by Milton's friend Marvell : "Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, Curl me about, ye gadding vines." Gadding points to the straggling growth of the vine ; cf. the similar epithets applied to it elsewhere... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1892 - 668 стор.
...house, — I was told of such, — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden ? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...garden-loving poet, — " Bind me. ye woodbines, in your ^wines ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines ; And, O, so close your circles lace, That I may never leave... | |
 | Alfred Ainger - 1895 - 654 стор.
...house — I was told of such — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden ? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...garden-loving poet — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twinos ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines ; And oh so close your circles lace, That I may never leave... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1895 - 360 стор.
...the house — I was told of such — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with the garden-loving poet : — " Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1897 - 278 стор.
...house — I was told of such — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden ? — So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with the garden-loving poet — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1897 - 228 стор.
...out of the boundaries of my Eden ? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, me- 15 thought, still closer the fences of my chosen prison ; and...poet, — "Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; 20 Curl me about, ye gadding vines; And oh so close your circles lace, That I may never leave this... | |
 | Donald Grant Mitchell - 1897 - 366 стор.
...world no certain shot Can make, or me it toucheth not. " Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, Cnrl me about, ye gadding vines, And, oh, so close your circles lace That I may never leave this place I Bnt, lest your fetters prove too weak Ere I yonr silken bondage break, Do yon, 0 brambles, chain... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1897 - 324 стор.
...decay of the oak. At last the charm of the country bursts out from the poet in a noble ecstasy — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines, Curl me about, ye gadding vines, And oh?so close your circles lace, That I may never leave this place : But, lest your fetters prove too... | |
 | Alfred Ainger - 1901 - 200 стор.
...house — I was told of such — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden ? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...about, ye gadding vines ; And oh so close your circles lacs, That I may never leave this place: But lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage... | |
 | Alfred Ainger - 1901 - 200 стор.
...house — I was told of such — what were they to me, being out of the boundaries of my Eden ? So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought,...could have exclaimed with that garden-loving poet — i " 'Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; \ Curl me about, ye gadding vines ; And oh so close... | |
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So far from a wish to roam, I would have drawn, methought, still closer the fences of my chosen prison ; and have been hemmed in by a yet securer cincture of those excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with that garden-loving poet — Bind me,... 
