 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 стор.
...edge. Complaint for his Lover's dbftnce. How like a winter hath my abfence been From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days feen ? What old December's barrennefs every where ? And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time 5 The... | |
 | Eschenburg - 1788 - 472 стор.
...ftyle I'll read, his for his love.« How like a winter hath my abfence been. > From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year'. What freezings have I felt, what dark days feeril What old December's barenefs every where 1 And yet this time remov'd was fuminer's time ; The... | |
 | 1792 - 774 стор.
...¿oud report. T t XC. SONNETS. XCVIl. How like a winter hath my abfcnce been From thee, the pleafuie of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days fccn ? \Vhat old December's barenefs every where ! And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time ; The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 стор.
...mine, mine is thy good report. XCVII. How like a winter hath my abfence been From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days feen ? What old December's barenefs every where ! And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time ; The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 стор.
...large privilege) The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVER's ABSENCE. HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...have I felt, what dark days seen? What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time; The teeming autumn big with rich... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 стор.
...large privilege ; The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVE'S ABSENCE. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...I felt, what dark days seen '. What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn big with... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 стор.
...Bat do not so ; I love thee in such sort, At thou being mine, mine is thy good report. SONNET XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...what dark days seen ? What old December's bareness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 стор.
...tSou being mine, mine is thy good report. SONNET XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been Turn thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what (lark days seen ? What old December's bareness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 стор.
...large privilege ; The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVE*S ABSENCE. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn big with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 стор.
...wife. I feel morally certain that she was the inspirer of them. I can quote but a part of them : " How like a Winter hath my absence been From thee,...days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere! For Summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, tliou away, the very birds are mute. " From you I have... | |
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How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich... 
