 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...  The Christian Examiner - Pàgina 2031859Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pàgines
...that copy die. SONNET XII. WHEN I do count the clock that tells the tarn« And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ¿ When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all silver1«) o'or with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from hrat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 pàgines
...more, not 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 are silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 pàgines
...figurative and picturesque : — " 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 silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pàgines
...MALONE. So, in Hamlet: " His beard was, as I've seen it in his life, " A sable silver'd." STEEVENS. « When lofty TREES I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did CANOPY the herd,] So, in A Midsummer-Night's Dream : And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 pàgines
...nor let that copy die. XIC. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And seethe brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pàgines
...copy die. 86 SONNETS. XII. When I do count tbe clock (hat tells tiie time, And sec the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime. And sable curls, all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees 1 see barren of leaves. Which erst from beat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pàgines
...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 silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | 1833 - 240 pàgines
...son. 53 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 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 silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...altering things. Poemf. 144 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 silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1838 - 744 pàgines
...picturesque : — •• When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk Natha silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
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