 Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide,...  A Dictionary of Quotations from the English Poets - Page 524by Henry George Bohn - 1881 - 715 pagesFull view - About this book
 | North American review - 1860 - 634 pages
...we will quote a little song that is in his very best manner, and is certainly extremely pleasing. " Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. " Tell her that 's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where... | |
 | William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 316 pages
...true a fool is love, that in your will (Though you do anything) he thinks no ill. SHAKESPEABE. SONG. GO, lovely rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her, that's young And shuns to have her graces spy'd, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - Bookbinding - 1860 - 328 pages
...to her, she discovered an additional stanza written by him at the bottom of the song here copied. O, lovely rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me,...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where... | |
 | Jon Stallworthy - Literary Criticism - 1986 - 422 pages
...you in his arms And shatter your virginity. Translated from the French by Robert Mezey Edmund Waller Go, lovely Rose — Tell her that wastes her time...to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. WALLER • SHAKESPEARE Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In... | |
 | Laurence Goldstein - Body, Human - 1991 - 348 pages
...thirty-five. In an undusted corner of my pre-feminist consciousness Edmund Waller plays the lute and sings: Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Then die! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...We're Going to Miss Our Chance to go to Jail. BPo; CNA EDMUND WALLER (1606-1687) Go, Lovely Rose 1 e forgotten, so I would forget Thus devoted, concentrated in purpose. (1. 59-62) 6 And (1. 1 —5) 2 Then die that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; (1. 16-18) AWP;... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...but at the date 30 Of fading beauty; if it prove But as long-liv'd as present love. GO LOVELY ROSE Go lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no... | |
 | William Harmon - Literary Collections - 1998 - 386 pages
...Yale University Press, 1968. Gilbert, Jack Glenn. Edmund Waller. Boston: Twayne, 1979. Go, Lovely Rose Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In deserts where... | |
 | Rufus Goodwin - Body, Mind & Spirit - 1999 - 262 pages
...prayer to the universe. Edmund Waller (1606-1687) speaks and talks, as in prayer, even to the rose: Go, lovely Rose! Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Like prayers, we can memorize poems and repeat them, learning them like an inner landscape to offset... | |
 | Rhonda S. Pettit - Literary Criticism - 2000 - 260 pages
...Edmund Waller's "Go, Lovely Rose," a poem in the carpe diem tradition. The first and last stanzas read: "Go, lovely Rose — / Tell her that wastes her time...her to thee, / How sweet and fair she seems to be. / / Then die — that she / The common fate of all things rare / May read in thee; / How small a part... | |
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