 | 1899 - 852 стор.
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 | Charles Augustus Ward - 1855 - 208 стор.
...That time of year thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang, Upon these boughs, which shake against the cold, Bare ruined...such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which bye-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest." In another... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 стор.
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hnng Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruiu'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...Second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou sccst the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1856 - 402 стор.
...That time of year thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." L 2 A good deal of conversation about Southey, who is a great friend of Taylor's. The immense correspondence... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 стор.
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which stake against the cold Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadcth in the west, Which, by-and-by, black night doth take away, — Death's second self, that seals... | |
 | 1857 - 336 стор.
...Thnt time of year thou mayest in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang ITpon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In mo thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-hy black night... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 стор.
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd" ition elear'd, Hereditary ours.* HER. seab up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 336 стор.
...That time of year thou mayest in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruined choirs,...such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which, by-and-by, black night doth take away, — Death's second self, that seals up all in rest ! In me thou... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 312 стор.
...or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruined choirs where late tlie sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of...such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away,—- Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou... | |
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Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. 
