 | William Shakespeare - 1766 - 620 Seiten
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odor and in hew, Could make me any fummers flory tell : Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lillies white, Nor praife the deepe vermillion in the rofe, They weare but fweet, but figures of delight... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 Seiten
...birds, nor the fvveet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Cou'd make me any fummer's flory tell ; Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vennillicn in the rofe ; They were but fweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | 1780 - 592 Seiten
...the Tweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could i;, ;ik<- r»« any fuminer's ftory tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep rermillion in the rofe ; They were but fiveet, but figures of delight... | |
 | SEVERAL HANDS. - 1780 - 586 Seiten
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any fummer's Логу tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vermillion in the rofe; They were but fweet, but figures of delight... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 Seiten
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any fummer's ftory tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vermilion in the rofe j They were but fweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 Seiten
...him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Cou'd make me any summer's story tell; Or from their proud...pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 Seiten
...winter's near. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell ; Or from their...pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermillion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 Seiten
...with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their...pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; Hey were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 Seiten
...winter's near. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell ; Or from their...pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermillion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 Seiten
...with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any Summer's story tell, Or from their...praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it Winter still,... | |
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Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the... 
