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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, ' for store, ie to be preserved for... "
The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - 62. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1826 - 830 oldal
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The Church quarterly review, 96-97. kötet

1923 - 826 oldal
...he sings of the ' gold candles fix'd in heaven's air,' a or tells how he has seen the trees ' . . . barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the...sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard.' * So, too, he tells of the ' forward violet ' which blows in all its ' purple pride,' of the waves...

A New Library of Poetry and Song, 2. kötet

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 oldal
...ALFRED TENNYSON. WHEN I DO COUNT THE CLOCK. 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 silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

Our Poetical Favorites, Second Series: A Selection from the Best Monor Poems ...

1876 - 508 oldal
...WILDE. When I do Count the Clock. "XTTHEN 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 silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

Shakespeare's Comedy of A Midsummer-night's Dream

William Shakespeare - 1877 - 216 oldal
...Lear, iii. 2. 58 : 143 95. Ere his youth, etc. /ftr=its. Gr. 228. For the figure, cf. Sonn. 12. 7 : "And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard." 97. Murrain. The early eds. have " murrion," which is retained by the Camb. editors. It is not found...

A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare - 1877 - 184 oldal
...Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain.' 95. a beard. Malone quotes Sonnet xii. 8 : ' And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard.' 97. fatted, fattened. Compare Hamlet, ii. 2. 607 : ' I should have fatted all the region kites With...

Comedy of A Midsummer-night's Dream: Edited, with Notes

William Shakespeare - 1877 - 216 oldal
...Lear, iii. 2. 58 : 143 95. Ere his youth, etc. His—\is. Gr. 228. For the figure, cf. Satin. 12. T. " And summer's green all girded up in sheaves borne on the bier with white and bristly beard." 97. Murrain. The early eds. have " murrion," which is retained by the Camb. editors. It is not found...

A New Library of Poetry and Song, 2. kötet

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 oldal
...ALFRED TENNYSON. WHEN I DO COUNT THE CLOCK. 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 silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see Imrren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...

Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson

Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 oldal
...skip when thou point's! out ? SHAKSPEARE. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the...sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard. SHAKSPEARE : Sonnet XII. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast...

The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1878 - 730 oldal
...print more, 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...summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the hier with white and bristly beard ; — Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the...

The plays and poems of William Shakespeare, ed. by J.P. Collier, 8. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1878 - 380 oldal
...print more, 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 are silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...




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