Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.Rochdale
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime!lord byron
Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?felicia hemans
Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme? Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread, By winding myrtle round your ruin'd shed?George Crabbe
Up from the gardens floated the perfume Of roses and myrtle, in their perfect bloom.
The Wreath's of brightest myrtle wove With brilliant tears of bliss among it, And many a rose leaf cull'd by Love To heal his lips when bees have stung it.thomas moore
Nor myrtle which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
The myrtle (ensign of supreme command, Consigned by Venus to Melissa's hand) Not less capricious than a reigning fair, Oft favors, oft rejects a lover's prayer; In myrtle shades oft sings the happy swain, In myrtle shades despairing ghosts complain.samuel johnson
While the myrtle, now idly entwin'd with his crown, Like the wreath of Harmodius, shall cover his sword.thomas moore
At last the Muses rose, * * * And scattered, * * * as they flew, Their blooming wreaths from fair Valclusa's bowers To Arno's myrtle border.mark akenside
The myrtle that grows among thorns is a myrtle still.
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