| 1883 - 410 Seiten
...myrtles new, Pines and lime-trees full in bloom, And my couch a low grass-tomb. KEATS. September 8. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the... | |
| Kegan Paul - 1883 - 332 Seiten
...tell; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you when you look in it. 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 - 1884 - 430 Seiten
...; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit Your own glass shows you when you look in it. CIV. 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,... | |
| Ellen Crofts - 1884 - 392 Seiten
...our minutes hasten to their end." But Time shall not destroy the best of human feelings — CIV. " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still." CXXIII. "No, Time thou shalt not boast that I do change." CXVI.... | |
| William Henry Burr - 1886 - 110 Seiten
...1590, but it would be remarkable if he did not know him years before. In sonnet 104 the poet says : " Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three...summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1887 - 596 Seiten
...well? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ; And more, ranch more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows...; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd Jn process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first... | |
| 1887 - 370 Seiten
...W. Shakespeare 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...summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn tum'd In process of the season have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes buvn'd, Since first... | |
| Joel Rosenberg - 1989 - 456 Seiten
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