 When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for...  The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - Сторінка 62автори: William Shakespeare - 1826 - 830 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Shakespeare - 1890 - 620 стор.
...let that copy6 die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day -mil, in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime,...and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make,7 That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake,... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 стор.
...dear! Looking in the mirror I see those trenches! I see them! Shakespeare had a word for it, always: When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst...herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Born on the bier with white and bristly beard. I am sure he was punning there on bier . . . the conveyance... | |
 | 460 стор.
...brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of...in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beardunbless: ie, not bless with uneared: unplowcd. motherhood. fond: foolish. Then of thy beauty do... | |
 | Ellen Conner, Research and Education Association, Jocelyn Chadwick-Joshua - 1992 - 662 стор.
...equal. I quote from Shakespeare's Sonnetr. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white . . . It is also customary to begin a business letter with a colon. Dear Senator Jordan: To Whom It... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 стор.
...count the clock that tells the time 186 When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the of the King. (II, ii) NAWM-I 33 silvered o'er with white: When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1992 - 220 стор.
...not let that copy die. Xll When I do count the cloc\ that tells the time, And see the brave day sun\ in hideous night, When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all sil ver d o'er with white: When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, 5 Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 212 стор.
...shouldst print more, not let that copy die. 12 When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and brisdy beard; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since... | |
 | Andrew Bennett - 1994 - 272 стор.
...Hark ye! When lofty trees I see barren of leaves erst Which <not> from heat did canopy the he<a>rd, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard. He has left nothing to say about nothing or any thing : for look at Snails, you know what he says about... | |
 | Linda Bannister, Ellen Davis Conner, Robert Liftig, Luann Reed-Siegel - 1994 - 270 стор.
...equal. I quote from Shakespeare's Sonnets: When I do count the clock that tells the lime, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white . . . It is also customary to end a business letter salutation with a colon. Dear Senator Jordan: To... | |
 | Willard Spiegelman - 1995 - 234 стор.
...borne? Hark ye! When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which not [sic] from heat did canopy the heard, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard. He has left nothing to say about nothing or any thing. (Letters, 1:188-89) It is often tempting, and... | |
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