 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 402 頁
...Though yet heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice; — in it, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 494 頁
...Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...old men of less truth than tongue ; And your true rig] its be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours... | |
 | Gerald Massey - 1866 - 624 頁
...Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts I If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...say ' this Poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces:' So should my papers, yellowed with their age, Be scorned, like old men of less... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 頁
...Though yet, heaven knows, it is -but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...faces." So should my papers, yellow'd with their age, lie scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue ; And your true rights be term'da poet's rage,... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 頁
...Though yet, Heaven knows, it is but as a tomb "Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...say, ''this poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne'er touoh'd earthly faces." So should my papers, yellow'd with their age, Be scorn'd, like old men of less... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 頁
...through the crystal tears gave light, Shone like the moon in water seen by night. Sh.V. ft A. 491. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...come would say, this poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne er touch'd earthly faces. Her eyes she disciplin'd precisely right Sh. Son' XVII, Both when to wink,... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 頁
...Though yet Heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not hslf your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice; — in it, and... | |
 | Karl Konrad Hense - 1868 - 334 頁
...15 nam quidem hoc veré natum est verum: ita in manibus consenescit. Shaksp. Sonn. 17 (Del. p. 125) so should my papers, yellow'd with their age, be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than' tongue. 91. Noaeïv, vóaoc, vóar¡f.icc, aegrotare, aegrotus, morbus, to sicken, sickness, disease, unwholesome,... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 頁
...Though yet Heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh numbers number all your grace?. The age to come would say, This poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.... | |
 | Carl Karpf - 1869 - 204 頁
...Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh...would say, »this poet lies; Such heavenly touches ue'er touch'd earthly faces< So should my papers, yellow'd with their age Be scorn'd, like old men... | |
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If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would... 
