 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 336 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 736 oldal
...not 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1859 - 130 oldal
...'d, she gave thee more ; 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 oldal
...nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk allb silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 836 oldal
...nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk I can tell why a snail has a house. LEAB. Why? Foob. Why, to put his he allb silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 546 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 young:. t Post depart. J I. e. to be preserved for use. j (ThouJ.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 364 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 868 oldal
...nor let that copy die. xn. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk ly from the text of the quartos, chiefly in the omission of large silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 624 oldal
...night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lof1y trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And Summer's grqen all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then, of thy beauty... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 oldal
...thine or thee. SONNET XII. When I do count the clock that tells the timo, 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... | |
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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... 
