 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 - Página 62por William Shakespeare - 1826 - 830 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 328 páginas
...said unintentionally — in the intensity of working out conceits. Is this to be borne? Hark ye ! " When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the head, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head."... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 420 páginas
...said unintentionally—in the intensity of working out conceits.. Is this to be borne ? Hark ye ! " When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the head, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head."... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 páginas
...print more, nor let that copy die.— 11. When I do count the clock that tells the time. And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I ace barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 páginas
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the 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 leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 458 páginas
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the 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 leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 páginas
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. 11. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the 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 leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | 1851 - 608 páginas
...borne Î Hark ye : ' When lofty trees I see barren of leave?, Which erst from heat Hid canopy the head, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head.' He has left nothing to say about nothing or any thing. 'And as the snail, whose tender horns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 páginas
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...do I question make, That thou among the wastes of tune must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they see others grow;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 páginas
...print more, nor let that copy die. , XII. 1 When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...sable curls, all silver'd o'er with white ; * When young:. f Dost depart, t /. e. to be preserved for use. § (Thou). When lofty trees I see barren of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 432 páginas
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. XH. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, alla silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
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