| Rachel R. Baum - 1999 - 188 oldal
...Frink (1870-?) Sonnet 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... | |
| Ed Salama - 2001 - 313 oldal
...at that moment. His mind went back to the English lessons at Victoria College when he was fourteen. "When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, All silvered over with white," "That's Shakespeare," he said, "Do you know that?" After asking her, he continued... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2002 - 768 oldal
...When l do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When l behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees l see barren of leaves, 5 Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up... | |
| Denis Donoghue - 2003 - 228 oldal
...'twas but a dream of thee. 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... | |
| Joyce Kloc McClure - 2003 - 172 oldal
...and quickly moves to death. 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2004 - 342 oldal
...nuevas copias siempre viva. 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 ofleaves Which erstfrom heat did canopy the... | |
| Robert C. Solomon - 2004 - 318 oldal
...radically changed). It may be only a matter of time until "the violet past prime, And sable curls are silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves. . . . Then of thy beauty do I question make" (Shakespeare, Sonnet XII). But it does not follow that... | |
| M. C. Bradbrook - 2005 - 296 oldal
...poet of the plague years 69 a note that was to be found in Shakespeare also: When lofty trees I sec barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up with sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard . . . (Sonnet 12,5-8) and which sounds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2011 - 706 oldal
...Shakespeare's Sonnets 43 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 '"alP silvered o'er with white; 4 When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did... | |
| Sonia Zyngier, Anna Chesnokova - 2007 - 333 oldal
...he would have appreciated: 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'ver with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from head did canopy... | |
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