 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 606
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ' For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 672
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the suhject that hefore was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend Than of your graces...much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shews you when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can he old, For as you were when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 532
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful , then, striving to mend , To mar the subject that before was well? For to no other pass my verses tend , Than of your...winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
 | Edward Vaughan Kenealy - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...defacement of the pure and lovely sentiments contained in the following passages : — SHAKSPEARE. Sonnet, civ. To me fair friend, you never can be old, For...first your eye I ey'd Such seems your beauty still. PRIOR. So shall I court thy dearest truth When beauty ceases to engage ; So thinking o'er thy charming... | |
 | Edward Vaughan Kenealy - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...defacement of the pure and lovely sentiments contained in the following passages : — SHAKSPEARE. Sonnet, civ. To me fair friend, you never can be old, For...first your eye I ey'd Such seems your beauty still. PRIOR. So shall I court thy dearest truth When beauty ceases to engage ; So thinking o'er thy charming... | |
 | 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 736
...evening flowers." Paradise Lost. Shakspeare counts time, also, by the succession of the seasons : — " 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 forest shook three summers' pride... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend. Than of your...your gifts to tell ; And more, much more, than in my verэe can ait, Your own glass shows you when you look in it.— 103. To me, fair friend, you never... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was irell ! For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...your gifts to tell ; And more, much more, than in mv verse can sit. Your own glass shows you when you look in it.— 103. To me, fair friend, you never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass iny verses tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to...tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Four own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. I'o me, fair friend, you never can be old, For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it To. me-, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems... | |
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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... 
