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...of cockled snails j Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste : For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ?...musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair ; 680 And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never...

...of cockled snails ; Love's tongne proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste : For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ?...; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Untill his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his...

...Bacchus gross in taste: For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Ilesperides? Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; O, then his lines...

...strung with his hair, means no more than strung with gilded wire. WARBURTON. Line 7jJ5- And, when lace speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.] A very ingenious friend observes, that the meaning of the passage is this: That the voice of all the...

...Bacchus gross in taste For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ? 2 Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; O, then his lines...

...Bacchus gross in taste : For valour, ia not love -a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hcsperides ? Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright...voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmnny. Never diirst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O,...

...Bacchus gross in taste : For valoup, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ?2 Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright...hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the goda Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were...

...Bacchus gross in taste ; For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? 3 Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; 4 pursuit of his mistress has his sense of hearing quicker than a thief (who suspects every sound he...

...horns of cockled snails ; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste: For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his...