 Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.  The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes - 第 99 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1812完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Kristin Linklater - 1992 - 236 頁
...JEWEL FROM TIME'S CHEST LIE HID OR WHAT STRONG HAND CAN HOLD HIS SWIFT FOOT BACK OR WHO HIS SPOIL OF BEAUTY CAN FORBID. O NONE, UNLESS THIS MIRACLE HAVE...THAT IN BLACK INK MY LOVE MAY STILL SHINE BRIGHT. Now cut each line out and jumble up the resultant fourteen strips of paper. PREPARE your voice and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 212 頁
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O, none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 66 Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold Desert a beggar born, And needy Nothing... | |
 | Barbara L. Estrin - 1994 - 366 頁
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back, Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.16 The nymph hides and so keeps the crystal jewel of the fawn in the golden "chest" of Diana's... | |
 | Robert A. Rosenstone - 1995 - 268 頁
...Abuladze's interpretation of Stalinism, for every word rings true to the story that is unfolding: Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As, to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | Masson - 1995 - 228 頁
...and lasting torments prove Soe I miss thes, lay all thy waits on mee. LADY MARY WROTH Sonnet 66 Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 頁
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back, Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O, none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 116 No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 196 頁
...jewel from time's chest lie hid, Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back, Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing... | |
 | John Orr, Olga Taxidou - 2001 - 468 頁
...Abuladze's interpretation of Stalinism, for every word rings true to the story that is unfolding: Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As, to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | G. Wilson Knight - 2002 - 256 頁
...the boy will remain 'green' in these 'black lines' (63), and in the other showing a specific doubt: O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. (65) In both the word 'black' deliberately underlines an important contrast. It is a term natural to... | |
 | Melvin Konner - 2003 - 564 頁
...all of it at odds with the faith of the tinkerers. And the sonnets, in the poet's own voice: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honor shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
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