 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 pagine
...in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, [grew : Or from their proud lap pluck them where they Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the...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... | |
 | Gerald Massey - 1866 - 624 pagine
...story tell, (97.) 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... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 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: Vide Sonnets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 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 : The forward... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 pagine
...laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell,...were but sweet, but figures of delight. Drawn after yon, you pattern of all those. Yet scem'd it winter still, and, you away, Aa with your shadow 1 with... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 pagine
...flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck tBem where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white,...were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after yon, you pattern of all those. Yet scem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1869 - 366 pagine
...laugh'd and leap'd with hirx 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 scem'd it winter still ; and, you away, As with your shadow, I with these did play." Shakspeare... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1869 - 504 pagine
...Elia," second aeries, 1833, p. 138). The present author and his old friend were at issue here. — ED. Could make me any summer's story tell. Or from their...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." I am not aware... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1869 - 380 pagine
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the li'ies 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." Shakspeare... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1872 - 488 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." And I am scarcely... | |
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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... 
