 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 стор.
...own presage: Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time, My love...o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants crests and tombs of brass are spent. PERJURY. What's in the brain,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 стор.
...own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time, My love...o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. What's in the brain, that... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 стор.
...presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Mow with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks...fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I 'II live in this poor rhyme, While he jnsults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And ttiiiu in this... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 стор.
...spite of him I Ml live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And tbon in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent SONNET CVIII. WHAT to in the brain that ink may character, Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 стор.
...own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time, My love...When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent, What's in the brain, that ink may character, Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit? What's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 стор.
...own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time. My love...o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. What's in the brain, that... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 стор.
...own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My Love...dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall rind thy monument, When tyrant's crests, and tombs of brass are spent. Sonnet 107. As of higher worth,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 стор.
...own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My Love looks fresh: and DEATH tome subscribes ! Since spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...presage 5 ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes6: 1 They had not SKILL enough your worth to sing:] The old copy has : " They had not stiU enough."... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...Troilus and Cressida : " For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes " To tender objects." MALONE. And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. CVIII. What's in the brain that ink may character, Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit ?... | |
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And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this... 
