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" gainst his glory fight, And time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And... "
The complete works of Shakspere, with a memoir, and essay, by Barry Cornwall ... - 538. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1870
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The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.].

William Shakespeare - 1867
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night ? Dost...

The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 332 oldal
...contend. And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And...hope, my verse shall stand Praising Thy worth, despite his cruel hand. W. Shakespeare Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou...

Studies of Shakspere

Charles Knight - 1868 - 560 oldal
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. — s0. Of these eleven stanzas nine are consecutive in the original, being numbered...

Studies of Shakspere

Charles Knight - 1868 - 560 oldal
...his glory fight, And Time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish get on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. —60. Of these eleven stanzas nine are consecutive in the original, being numbered...

Class-book of Science and Literature

Class-book - 1869 - 324 oldal
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give...

The Treasury of Literature and Art: a Selection from the Best Writers

Treasury - 1872 - 160 oldal
...hire a guide for the next stage, which brought him to the city of Chalons-surMarne. TIME. —SMOLLETT. LIKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. —SHAKESPEARE. JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your...

The book of birthdays

Book - 1872 - 240 oldal
...forwards do contend. Nativity once in the main of light* Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. In another sonnet Shakespeare exquisitely images his own last days, as he imagines them. That time...

English Sonnets: A Selection

John Dennis - 1873 - 238 oldal
...in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564 — 1616. TIME POWERLESS AGAINST SONG. LIKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Wlt.MAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564 — 1616, NIGHT' WATCHES. Is it thy will, thy image should...

Works, 6. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1874
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. LXI. Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night...

Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 534 oldal
...main of light Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned. Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory light, And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time...hope, my verse shall stand Praising thy worth, despite his cruel baud. SHAKSPEAKE. GOOD OMENS. NOT mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world...




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