 | William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 364 pagine
...laugh'd and leap'd 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,...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : 1 ' Time removed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 424 pagine
...and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they j grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : • Malone explains... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 336 pagine
...laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in ouor and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell....delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still ; and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : xcix. The forward... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1857 - 374 pagine
...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 vermilion in the rose ;...delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still ; and, you away, As with your shadow, I with these did play." Still following... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 736 pagine
...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 vermilion in the rose ;...delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still ; and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : ' — mine... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 554 pagine
...Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different...deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1859 - 130 pagine
...laugh'd and leap'd 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,...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : CXXIY. The forward... | |
 | 1859 - 128 pagine
...nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make HIC any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck...delight, Drawn after .you ; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. SHAKSPEAUE. i... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 526 pagine
...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 vermilion in the rose :...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... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 pagine
...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 vermilion in the rose:...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... | |
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Saturn laugh'd and leap'd 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... 
