 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 380 стор.
...hankerchief about your brows ; [ake, The beft I had, a princefs wrought it me, And I did never afk it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your...like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon chear'd up the heavy lime, Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief? Or, What good love may... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 336 стор.
...handkerchief about your brow, [but ake, (The beft I had, a Princefs wrought it me), Arid I did never afk it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your...And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still arid anon cheared up the heavy time, Saying, what lack you? and where lyes your grief? Or what good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 456 стор.
...knit my handkerchief about your brows ; (The beft I had, a Princefs wrought it me) And I did never afe it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your...like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon chear'd up the heavy time, Saying, what lack you ? and where lies your grief ? Or what good love may... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 530 стор.
...knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The belt I had, a princefs wrought it me) And I did never afk it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like tiie watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheated up the heavy time j . Saying, what lack you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 стор.
...tale new told, And in the laft repeating troublefome. And So much as frown on you. And I did never afk it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your...like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon chear'd up the heavy time ; Saying, what lack you, and where lies your grief? Or what good love may... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 1116 стор.
...knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The belt I had, aprincefs wrought it me) And I did never afic it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your...like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon chear'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you • and, \Vhei e lies your grief? Or, \V hat good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1789 - 712 стор.
...knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The beft I had, a princefs wrought it me) And, I did never afk it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your...head ; And, ' like the watchful minutes to the hour, ' a fan. * like the watchful minutes to the bour,~\ — the minutes in a clock, which relieve by marking... | |
 | Samuel Felton - 1787 - 400 стор.
...knit my handkerchief about your brows (The beft I had, a princefs wrought it me), And I did never afk it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your...the watchful minutes to -the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack yoo ? and, Where lies your grief ? Or, What good love... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 стор.
...Henry IV. P. z, A. 4, S, 2. - When your head did but ake, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, And with my hand at midnight held your head ; -And,...like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, what lack you ? and, where lies your grief? King John, A. 4, S.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 стор.
...«H'.'t vour .'.-...v': LiL. Wt'> London Printed for T.Bell Briiilh Library Strand June q1!1 1766. (The best I had, a princess wrought it me), And I...again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; 50 And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying,... | |
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Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head, And, like the watchful minutes to the... 
