 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 стор.
...I dare to boast how I do love thee ; Till then, not show my head where thou may'st prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tir'd ; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expir'd : honourable... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 стор.
...I dare to boast how I do love thee, Till then, not show my head where thou may'st prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose...work's expired: For then my thoughts (from far where I abid«) Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eye-lids open wide, Looking on darkness... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 стор.
...tbec, [ un-. Till then, not shew my head where thou may'st prove SONNETS. 91 XXVII. Wear; with toil, 1 haste me to my bed. The dear repose for limbs with...head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired : lor then my thoughts (from far where I abide) Intend a zealous pilgrimage to I lice, And keep my... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 стор.
...worst, old Time : despite thy wrong, My love shall in my verse ever live young. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tir'd ; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expir'd : For then... | |
 | 1836 - 650 стор.
...flowers, untimely fade. Next comes our immortal Bard of Avon. We select his sonnet on RETROSPECTION. WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed. The dear repose tor limbs with travel tired ; But then begins ajourney in my head. To work my mind, when body's work... | |
 | Thomas Frognall Dibdin - 1839 - 960 стор.
...Marvellous was the * These words are from an old and scarcely known sonnet, in which they thus occur: " My thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous...see. Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents THY IMAOB to my eager view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes that night beauteous, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 стор.
...I dare to boast how I do love thee ; Til] then, not show my head where thou muyst prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose...a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work 's expired : For then my thoughts (from far where I abide) Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 стор.
...I dare to boast how I do love thee ; Till then, not show my head where thou may'st prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil I haste me to my bed, The dear repose...: Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow6 to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 стор.
...I dare to boast how I do love thee ; Till then, not show my head where thou may'st prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil I haste me to my bed, The dear repose...: Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow6 to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 стор.
...my head, To work my mind when hody's work's expired : For then my thoughts (from far where I shide) Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping...eye-lids open wide, Looking on darkness which the hlind do see: Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view. Which,... | |
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But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee... 
