 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pagine
...leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by blaok night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 pagine
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-bet fadeth in the west In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pagine
...leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up... | |
 | 1835 - 564 pagine
...or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, "Which, by and by, black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pagine
...Athens : " That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves " Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush, In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away 2, Death's second self, that seals... | |
 | 1823 - 622 pagine
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second-self, that seals up... | |
 | 1823 - 608 pagine
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second-self, that seals up... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 pagine
...leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pagine
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pagine
...or none, or few, do bang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fudetu in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals op... | |
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That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... 
