 | Izaak Walton, Sir John Hawkins - 1775 - 620 oldal
...in every Jhepberd's tongue, Tbefe pretty pleafures might me move To live with tbee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers...wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields, A heney tengue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's ffring, but fbrrew's fall. Thy gowns, thy fioes, thy beds... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 oldal
...fhepherd's tongue ; Thefe pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When rivers, rage, and rocks grow cold ; And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1778 - 746 oldal
...fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come : The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To...yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's fpring, but forrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy (hoes, thy beds of rofes, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy ppfies,... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1782 - 318 oldal
...every (hepherd's tongue, Thefe pretty pleafures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dulnb, And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | 1782 - 348 oldal
...every fhepherd's tongue, , Thefe pretty pleafures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come. The flow'rs do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | 1783 - 366 oldal
...fhepherds tongue, Thefe pretty pleafures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb ; The reft complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 456 oldal
...in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come : The flowers do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | George Ellis - 1790 - 346 oldal
...in every fhepherd's tongue, Thefe pretty pleafures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold; And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 606 oldal
...every (hepherd's tongue, " Thefe pretty pleafures might me move " To live with thee, and be thy love. " But time drives flocks from field to fold, " When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, " And Philomel becometh dumb, " And all complain of cares to come : The flowers do fade, and wanton... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 632 oldal
...every (hepherd's tongue, " Thefe pretty pleafures might me move " To live with thee, and be thy love. " But time drives flocks from field to fold, " When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, " And Philomel becometh dumb, " And all complain of cares to come : " The flowers do fade, and wanton... | |
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The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 
