Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow ; But... The New Monthly Magazine - Сторінка 4631823Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 стор.
...to weft with this disgrace. Even fo my fun one early morn did fhine, "With all triumphant fplendor on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth; Suns of the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 стор.
...unfeen to weft with this diigrace. Even fo my fun one early morn did ihine, With all triumphant fplendor on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 стор.
...triumphant fplendonr on my brow; But out, alack 1 he was but one hour mine. The region cloud 7 hath mafic' J him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the world may ftain*, when heaven's fus ftaineth, XXXIV. Why didfl thou promife... | |
| 1792 - 774 стор.
...to weft with this difgrace : Even fo my fun one early morn dirt thine, With all triumphant fplendour on my brow ; But out ! alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath maik'd him from me now, Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 стор.
...to weft with this difgrace : Even fo my fun one early morn did mine, With all triumphant fplendour on my brow; But out ! alack ! he was but one hour mine, Tne region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 стор.
...Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine, With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 стор.
...Stealing unseen to west with his disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine, With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Sunsof the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 стор.
...Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine, With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud 7 hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain 8, when heaven's sun staineth. XXXIV. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 596 стор.
...I'll lire in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crest and tombs of...shine, With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But oat ! alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region-cloud hath mask'd him from me now : Yet him for... | |
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