George Darley (Джордж Дарли)

Lenimina Laborum. 26. The Coy Maiden

From Anacreon

Ah, fly me not, beholding
My locks are blanched by time.
Nor yet, because your beauty
Is blooming in its prime,
Despise my fond caresses;
Behold the lilies rare,
Crowned with the red, red roses,
How excellent they are! 

1. Lenimina Laborum. 1. To Rhodanthe
2. Lenimina Laborum. 47. To Rosella
3. Lenimina Laborum. 50. Even were Hell a fable, 'twere a wise one
4. Lenimina Laborum. 39. Hymn to the Ocean
5. Lenimina Laborum. 48. In an Album

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