 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 pàgines
...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride;... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 pàgines
...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride... | |
 | David Lester Richardson - 1855 - 296 pàgines
...Valombrosa. In one of his Sonnets he thus counts the year of human life by the succession of the seasons. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April's perfumes in three hot Junes burned Since... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 280 pàgines
...; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. 104 To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...summers' pride; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned, In process of the seasons have I seen; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 364 pàgines
...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. civ. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 424 pàgines
...look in it. To me, f,iir friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold...springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen ; Tlivee April perfumes in three hot Junes bum'd, Since first I saw you fresh,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 336 pàgines
...verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. civ. To me, fair friend, you never can he old ; For as you were, when first your eye I eyed,...springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; ITiree April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd. Since first I saw you fresh,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 736 pàgines
...shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes...fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceiv'd ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 728 pàgines
...look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold...springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which... | |
 | William Maginn - 1857 - 524 pàgines
...anticipating the decay of youth and loveliness, and the intoxicated fervor of Little's lustful orgies:— " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still."—Shakespeare. Sonnet civ. " So shall I court thy dearest truth, When beauty ceases to engage... | |
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers... 
