 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 574 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 - 1851 - 446 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 1 silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 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 - 1852 - 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 lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 oldal
...let that copy die. , XII. 1 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:. f Dost depart, t /. e. to be preserved for use. § (Thou).... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 432 oldal
...nor let that copy die. XH. 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, alla silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 oldal
...— ii. 5. 149. The tame. 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, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 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, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 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 - 1856 - 424 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 a 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... 
