 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 oldal
...me disgrace. 72 Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass show* you, when you look m it. CIV. To roe, fair friend, you never can be old, or as you were, _when... | |
 | Elizabeth Kent - 1825 - 516 oldal
...flowers." PARADISE LOST, Book 9. Shakspeare counts time, also, by the succession of the seasons : " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 oldal
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen, Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 oldal
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. c1v. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 oldal
...years of uninterrupted intercourse certainly passed between them ; it is probable, many more — " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers'... | |
 | A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 oldal
...made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers'... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 oldal
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers'1 pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turnM, In process of the seasons have I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 oldal
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend. To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...can be old ; For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 oldal
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 oldal
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers... 
