 From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in...  London - Página 138editado por - 1841Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
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...of "enacting the image": From you I have been absent in the spring. When proud pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything. That heavy Saturn laughed, and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different... | |
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...Petrarch and Ronsard which I have quoted: From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet... | |
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...Shakespeare's Sonnets 215 98 From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him. 4 Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different... | |
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 | Shakespeare, William - 2006 - 366 páginas
...Hfî»* Sonnets Sonnet 98 From you have I been absent in the spring When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him, Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different... | |
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