 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 стор.
...image he had in his mind, seems to strike up in one's face, hot and odorous, like perfume in a censer. In process of the seasons have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned. His allusions to Spring are numerous in proportion. We all know the song, containing that fine line,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 стор.
...image he had in his mind, seems to strike up in one's face, hot and odorous, like perfume in a censer. In process of the seasons have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned. His allusions to Spring are numerous in proportion. We all know the song, containing that fine line,... | |
 | 1847 - 736 стор.
...evening flowers.'' PARADISE LOST. Shakspeare counts time, also, by the succession of the seasons: " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first yonr eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forest shook three... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 574 стор.
...And more, much more, than in mv verse can sit. Your own glass shows you when you look in it.— 103. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three eummers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In procese of... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 стор.
...cold Have from the forest shook three summer.pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow antumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen. Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh which yet are greco, Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial hand, Steal... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 стор.
...tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned, In process of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 стор.
...tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it To. me-, fair friend, you never can be old, For as...your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned, In process of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 458 стор.
...my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it r ILLUSTRATION OF THE SONNETS. 303 To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned, In process of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 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 forest shook three summers' pride;... | |
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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... 
