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" That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... "
Caractères et paysages - Seite 248
von Philarète Chasles - 1833 - 417 Seiten
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Band 5

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold Wheu yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me then seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night...
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Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by blaok night doth...
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Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Band 45

1835 - 564 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, "Which, by and by, black night...
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The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal, Band 5

1823 - 608 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Band 5

1823 - 622 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal

1823 - 598 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. • Jn me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black...
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The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold ' When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Band 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Band 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 Seiten
...thou may'st in me behold U In n yellow leaves, or none, or few, do bang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fudetu in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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