 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 стор.
...; And more, much more, than in my verle can fit, Your own glafs mows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when firfl your eye I ey'd. Such feems your beauty Hill. Three winters cold Have from the forefts (hook... | |
 | George Chalmers - 1797 - 656 стор.
...information about his firft journey to London, and his fubfequent career, as a public writer: — " To me, fair friend, you never can be old: " For, as you were, when firft your eye I ey'd; « Such feems your beauty ftill. Three winters' cold <c Have from the forefts... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 стор.
...before was well ? For to no other pafs my verfes tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ; CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when firft your eye I ey'd, Such feems your beauty ftill. Three winters cold Have from the forefts fhook... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 стор.
...teach thee how To make her seem long hence, aa she shows no» CONSTANT AFFECTION. TO me, fair love, you never can be old ; For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forest shook three summers pride;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 стор.
...teach thee how To make her seem long hence, as she shows now. CONSTANT AFFECTION. To me, fair love, you never can be old ; For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 стор.
...more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. SONNET CIV. TVi me, Cair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 стор.
...teach thee how To make her seem long hence, as she shows now. CONSTANT AFFECTION. To me, fair love, you never can be old ; For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride5;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye 1 ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride 5 ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd 6, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 стор.
...For as yon , Such sims your beauty still. Three winters cold OUUil OW*>lio *vu* »•" — -j - ,. Have from the forests shook three summers pride; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn d, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn d, Since... | |
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the... 
