 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 páginas
...goes all the day. Your sad tires in a mile-a. (IV, ii) BoTP; E1L; FaBoCh; GN; OBSC; OxBSP; TrGrPo 181 er barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile. NOEC;...Firmament on high, With all the blue Ethereal Sky, (IV, ii) ChTr; E1L; FaBoBe; FaBoCh; FiP; NBLV; NOBE; NoP; OAEL-1; OBSC; OxBoLi; OxBSP; PoEL-2; Prim... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 264 páginas
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 | John Sallis - 1994 - 164 páginas
...short, cold, dark days of winter and the long, warm, bright days of early summer. Autolycus enters, singing: When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh!...year, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. (IV.iii.i-4) Autolycus sings, it seems,22 of spring. His song seems to announce within the movement... | |
 | Sir Max Beerbohm - 1994 - 264 páginas
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 | Gilian West - 2015 - 105 páginas
...AUTOLYCUS SHEPHERD AUTOLYCUS SHEPHERD AUTOLYCUS SHEPHERD AUTOLYCUS SHEPHERD AUTOLYCUS SHEPHERD AUTOLYCUS [Enter Autolycus, singing] When daffodils begin to...year, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. A prize! a prize! [Enter Shepherd] [girl [To himself] Let me see: what am I to buy for our sheep-shearing... | |
 | Peter C. Jones, Lisa MacDonald - 1997 - 228 páginas
...Shakespeare's poem "Spring": -Y ' /•'./" The names "daffodil" and "narcissus" refer to the many beautiful When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy...year, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. cultivated and natural forms of the genus Narcissus. (The botanical name Narcissus comes from the legend... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1998 - 772 páginas
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 | Fred Sedgwick - 1999 - 159 páginas
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 | William Shakespeare - 2004 - 1458 páginas
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When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set... 
