 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 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 - 1867 - 366 oldal
...more, nor let that copy die. 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 - 1866 - 500 oldal
...not let that copy die. XIL 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(4) silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see ban-en of leaves, Which erst from heat did... | |
 | Gerald Massey - 1866 - 624 oldal
...more, nor let that copy die. 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 are silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 oldal
...copy die. nets 54, 126. 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 - 1867 - 372 oldal
...shouldst in bounty cherish ; 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... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 oldal
...let that copy die.— 11. 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 - 1870 - 740 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,...leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summers green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy... | |
 | 1872 - 900 oldal
...night ; \Vhen I behold the violet post prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white ; •\Vhen s, violets, but toys Tor the smaller sort of boys,...meant ; Thou art the only manly scent. Stinkingpst JJorne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 oldal
...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... | |
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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... 
