 | 1808 - 436 стор.
...from my love's breath ? The purple priuc, Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells. In mv L ove's veins thou hast too grossly dyed." The lily I condemned...roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair : A third, nor red, nor white, had stol'n of both, And to his robb'ry... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 стор.
...of all those : Yet seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow, I with these did play. The forward violet thus did I chide ; Sweet thief...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd : The lily I condemned4 for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair ; The roses fearfully... | |
 | 1816 - 420 стор.
...flower in this month. The sweet violet (viola odorata) sheds its delicious perfumes in this month. The forward violet thus did I chide : Sweet thief!...dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. SHAKSPEARE 1 . 1 To a TUFT of early VIOLETS. Sweet flow'rs ! that from your humble beds Thus prematurely... | |
 | 1817 - 494 стор.
...violet thus did I chide ;— Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from ray love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft...I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair ; The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...their external appearance. MALONE. 5 Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : XCIX. The forward violet thus...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd. The lily I condemned for thy hand 2, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 470 стор.
...thou must leave ere long. SHAKSPEARE. THE forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief, where didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from...I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair r The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 стор.
...forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief, where didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, ff not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which...I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 стор.
...after you, you pattern of all those. Yet, seem'd it winter still, and, yon away. As with your shadow I with these did play : XCIX. . The forward violet thus...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly died. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 стор.
...after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : XCIX. The forward violet thus...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And hu,ls of marjoram had stolen thy hair: The roses fearfully... | |
 | 1832 - 206 стор.
...distils your truth. SHAKSFEARB. 90 SONNET. THE forward violet I thus did chide ; Sweet thief, whence did thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too deeply dyed : The lily I condemned for thy band, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The Roses... | |
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The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. 
