 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 стор.
...hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower; O ! how shall summer's hungry breath hold ont Against the wrackful siege of battering days; When...restful death I cry; As to behold desert a beggar borne, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 стор.
...unless this miracle have might, That ia black ink my love may still shine bright. SONNET LXVT. Tn'o with all these, for restful death I cry, — As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trim'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, **i gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, 1*1... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 стор.
...lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold this swift foot back ? Or who his spoil on beauty can forbid f O ! none ! unless this miracle have might, That in...restful death I cry ; As to behold desert a beggar borne, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...misprint. 0 none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright , LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry ", —...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | 1835 - 564 стор.
...Shakspeare's personal feeling disguised in " Hamlet " than in all the rest of his plays together : — " TIRED WITH ALL THESE, FOR RESTFUL DEATH i CRY, — As, to...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 стор.
...none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. LXVI. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, — As, to...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 стор.
...time's best jewel from time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,—...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 стор.
...jewel from time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 104 SONNETS. LXTI. Tir'il with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to behold desert a beggar... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 стор.
...away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose. TIR'D with all these, for restful death I cry, —...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 стор.
...personal feeling disguised in " Hamlet " than in all the rest of his plays together : — • " TIRED WITH ALL THESE, FOR RESTFUL DEATH I CRY, — As, to...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
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Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 
