 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 стор.
...verses tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, S uch seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 стор.
...For as yon were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Ifave from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn tnrn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 стор.
...And more, much more, than in my verge 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 Bummers' pride; Three beauteous springs to yellow autuia:. tum'd, In process of... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 стор.
...Have from the forest 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 first I saw you fresh which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial hand, Steal... | |
 | Carl Karpf - 1869 - 204 стор.
...these, from these would I be gone. Save that to die I leave my love alone.*) Das Sonett 104 lautet: 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' pride;... | |
 | 1869 - 444 стор.
...For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose : in it thou art my all. W. Shakespeare xrv TO me, fair Friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye l eyed Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1869 - 380 стор.
...one's face, hot and odorous, like perfume in a censer. * Bui sweet, but. — Quaere, Bui sweet-cut f " In process of the seasons have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd." His allusions to spring are numerous in proportion. We all know the song containing that fine... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1869 - 366 стор.
...one's face, hot and odorous, like perfume in a censer. * But sweet, £«/.— Quxre, But s-wen t-mlf " In process of the seasons have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd." His allusions to spring are numerous in proportion. We all know the song containing that fine... | |
 | John Dennis - 1873 - 280 стор.
...you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. SHAEESI.EARE. 1564 — 1616. LOVE CONQUERS TIME. To me, fair Friend, you never can be old, For as you...In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes«in three hot Junes burned, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 стор.
...than in yonr verse can sit, Your own glass shows yon when yon look in it. CIY. To me, fair friend, yon 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'... | |
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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... 
