 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 pàgines
...white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Prawn after you, you pattern of all those : Yet seem'd it...winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with Ihese did play. The forward violet thus did I chide; Sweet thief! whence didst thou steal thy sweet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 pàgines
...grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermillion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those : You seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. The forward... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 pàgines
...grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; Hey were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet xem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. SONNET XCtX. THE forward... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 pàgines
...grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you...away, As with your shadow, I with these did play. The forward violet thus did I chide ; Sweet thief ! whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 pàgines
...grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermillion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those : You seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. The forward... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 pàgines
...grew: Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you; you...away, As with your shadow I with these did play." And I am scarcely less persuaded that a third cluster, of nine, had the same source. These, too, are... | |
 | 1817 - 494 pàgines
...grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : The forward violet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pàgines
...They were but sweet, butt patterns of delight, Brawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still; and, you away, As with your shadow, I with these did play. Shakspeare was fond of alluding to April. He did not allow May to have all his regard, because she... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pàgines
...in the subsequent line the words drawn and pattern relate only to their external appearance. MALONE. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence did'st thou steal thy sweet that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pàgines
...• Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight *, Drawn after you; you pattern of all those. 7 Yet nor the lays of birds, &c.] So Milton, Par. Lost, book iv. : " Sweet is the breath of morn, her... | |
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... with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep... 
