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" When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make... "
The Christian Examiner - 203. oldal
1859
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The Family Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best ...

William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1065 oldal
...APPROACH OF AGE. SONNET XI!. WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk out to see ; At Düffeld 't was morning as plain...Joris broke silence with " Yet there is time ! " giixled up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question...

Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 534 oldal
...WHEN I DO COUNT THE CLOCK. WIIEN I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime,...barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the --4ierd, And summer's green, all girded up •in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly...

The English Poets, 1. kötet

Thomas H. Ward - 1880
...thou feel'st it cold. 12. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...

The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Chaucer to Donne

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...thou feel'st it cold. 12. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...

Chaucer to Donne

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...thou feel'st it cold. 12. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...

The English Poets: Chaucer to Donne

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...thou feel'st it cold. 13. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls air silver"d o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...

The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1002 oldal
...dead. SHAKESPEARE. SONNET. WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silverd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

The Sonnets of William Shakspere, ed. by E. Dowden

William Shakespeare - 1881 - 306 oldal
...die. XII. , I v \ c /i/ •/ I I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

The Sonnets of William Shakspere, ed. by E. Dowden

William Shakespeare - 1881 - 306 oldal
...nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

Poetical Works and Other Writings, 3. kötet

John Keats - 1883
...said unintentionally — in the intensity of working out conceits. Is this to be borne ? Hark ye ! When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the head, He has left nothing to say about nothing or anything : for look at snails — you know what he...




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