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" As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made, Beasts did leap and birds did sing. Trees did grow and plants did spring... "
Notes and Queries - 275. oldal
1921
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Shakespeare's Venvs & Adonis

William Shakespeare - 1593 - 138 oldal
...myrtles made, Beasts did leap and birds did sing, 5 Trees did grow and plants did spring ; Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, 10 And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : ' Fie, fie,...

The Temple Shakespeare, 39. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1896 - 138 oldal
...myrtles made, Beasts did leap and birds did sing, 5 Trees did grow and plants did spring ; Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up- till a thorn, 10 And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : ' Fie,...

Poems on Several Occasions: By Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 oldal
...Beafts did leap, and birds di'd fing, Trees did grow, and plants did fpring : Every thing- did baniOi moan, Save the nightingale alone; , She (poor bird !) as all forlorn, •Lean'd her breaf t up-till a thorn, And there fung the dolefull'ft ditty,«That to heat it was great pity : Fie,...

Specimens of the Early English Poets, 1. kötet

George Ellis - 1790 - 346 oldal
...pleafant made Which a grove of myrtles made; Beads did leap, and birds did fing, Every thing did banifh moan, Save the nightingale alone. She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breaf t up-till a thorn ; And there fung the mournf ui'ft ditty, That to hear it was great pity : Fie,...

The poems of William Shakspeare, with mr. Capell's History of the ..., 18. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 oldal
...Beafts did leap, and birds did fing, Trees did grow, and plants did fpring : Every thing did banifh moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breaft up-till a thorn, Piij And there fu.ng the dolefull'ft ditty, That to hear it was great pity...

The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., 12. kötet

1800 - 586 oldal
...Beafts did leap, and birds did fingj, Trees did grow, and plants did fpnng : Ev'ry thing did banilh moan, Save the nightingale alone; She (poor bird) as all forlorn, Lean'd her bread upon a thorn, And there fung the doleful'ft ditty, That to hear it was great pity ; • . Fyë,...

Annual Register of World Events, 12. kötet

1800 - 580 oldal
...-made, Beads did leap, and birds did fing, Trees did grow, and plants did fpring : Ev'ry thing did banim moan, Save the nightingale .alone ; She (poor bird) as all forlorn, Lean'd her breaft upon a thorn, And there fung the dolefiil'ft ditty, That to hear it was great pity ; Fye, fye,...

Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which ..., 2. kötet

English poets - 1801 - 382 oldal
...myrtles made ; Beasts did leap, and birds did sing, Trees did grow, and plants did spring ; Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone. She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn ; And there sung the mournful'st ditty, That to hear it was gieat pity: Fie, fie, fie,...

Poems, with illustrative remarks [ed. by W.C. Oulton]. To which is ..., 2. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 oldal
...myrtles made, Beasts did leap, and birds did sing, Trees did grow and plants did spring: Every thing bid banish moan, Save the nightingale alone; She (poor bird !) as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st dilty, That to hear it was great pity, SYMPATHIZING...

The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin ...

William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 oldal
...myrtles made, Beasts did leap, and birds did sing, Trees did grow, and plants did spring ; Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone ; She (poor bird !) as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the doleful'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. Fie, fie, fie,...




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