 When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for...  The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - 第 64 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1826 - 783 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848
...said unintentionally — in the intensity of working out conceits. Is this to be borne? Hark ye ! " When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the head, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head."... | |
 | John Keats, Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1848 - 393 頁
...said unintentionally—in the intensity of working out conceits.. Is this to be borne ? Hark ye ! " When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the head, And Summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head."... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 560 頁
...print more, nor let that copy die.— 11. When I do count the clock that tells the time. And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I ace barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all ' silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | 1851
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. 11. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
 | 1851
...borne Î Hark ye : ' When lofty trees I see barren of leave?, Which erst from heat Hid canopy the head, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly head.' He has left nothing to say about nothing or any thing. 'And as the snail, whose tender horns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...do I question make, That thou among the wastes of tune must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they see others grow;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...print more, nor let that copy die. , XII. 1 When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...sable curls, all silver'd o'er with white ; * When young:. f Dost depart, t /. e. to be preserved for use. § (Thou). When lofty trees I see barren of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. XH. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, alla silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy... | |
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