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The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature - Page 110
1835
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Oxford, Painted by John Fulleylove, R.I.

Edward Thomas - 1903 - 528 pages
...shot Can make, or me it toucheth not, But I on it securely play, And gall its horsemen all the day. Bind me, ye woodbines in your twines. Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place ! Here was a youth not much past seventeen. In his face the welt schmerz contends with the pride in...
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Essays of Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb - 1904 - 460 pages
...Eden ? — So far from a wish to 20 roam, I would have drawn, methought, still closer the fences of my chosen prison ; and have been hemmed in by a yet securer...garden-loving poet — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines ; 25 Curl me about, ye gadding vines ; And oh so close your circles lace, That I may never leave this...
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Andrew Marvell

Augustine Birrell - 1905 - 264 pages
...shot Can make, or me it toucheth not, But I on it securely play And gall its horsemen all the day. Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines Curl me about,...too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, 0 brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through ! Oh what a pleasure 'tis to hedge...
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Andrew Marvell

Augustine Birrell - 1905 - 258 pages
...shot Can make, or me it toucheth not, But I on it securely play And gall its horsemen all the day. Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines Curl me about,...too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, 0 brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through ! Oh what a pleasure 'tis to hedge...
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1775-1817

Edward Verrall Lucas - 1905 - 656 pages
...Eden? — 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 was here as in a lonely temple. Snug firesides — the low-built roof — parlours ten feet by ten...
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The Works of Donald G. Mitchell ...: My farm of Edgewood; a country book

Donald Grant Mitchell - 1907 - 378 pages
...me, I rather fancy the rough caresses, and repeat with the garden poet * (humming it half aloud) : Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place; 1 Andrew Marvell. But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O...
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My farm of Edgewood; a country book

Donald Grant Mitchell - 1907 - 378 pages
...draggle me, I rather fancy the rough caresses, and repeat with the garden poet1 (humming it half aloud) : Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about,...your circles lace, That I may never leave this place; 'Andrew Marvell. But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O...
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Cowley (1618) to Burns (1759)

Sir William Robertson Nicoll, Thomas Seccombe - 1907 - 524 pages
...and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach. . . . Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twinea Curb me about, ye gadding vines, And oh, so close your circles lace That i may never leave this place! In 1653 he returned to London and became a familiar figure at Milton's house in Petty France, and in...
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The Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1909 - 444 pages
...cincture of those excluding garden walls. I could have exclaimed with the 20 garden-loving poet0 — Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about, ye gadding vines; And oh so close yonr circles lace, That I may never leave this place; __ But, lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere...
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The Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1908 - 606 pages
...Eden? — 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...could have exclaimed with that garden-loving poet — Rind me, ye woodbines, in your twines; Curl me about, ye gadding vines; • And oh so close your...
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