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" 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
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Select Plays; A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare - 1879 - 147 頁
...Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain.' 95. a beard. Malone quotes Sonnet xii. 8 : ' And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard.' 97. fatted, fattened. Compare Hamlet, ii. 2. 607 : ' I should have fatted all the region kites With...
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Songs and Sonnets

William Shakespeare - 1879 - 253 頁
...let that copy die. F 2 ALL THINGS FADE "\X7HEN 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 silver' d o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 534 頁
...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 the --4ierd, And summer's green, all girded up •in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly...
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A Treasury of English Sonnets

David M. Main - 1880 - 470 頁
...'thou single wilt prove none.' LI (12) TIT" HEN 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...
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The Family Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best ...

William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1065 頁
...TENNYSON. THE APPROACH OF AGE. SONNET XI!. WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the ellow star came out to see ; At Düffeld 't was morning as plain as could be ; And from Me silvered o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...
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A Treasury of English Sonnets

David M. Main - 1880 - 470 頁
...single wilt prove none.' LI (12) TIT" HEN 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...
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The English Poets: Chaucer to Donne

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...blood warm when thou feel'st it cold. 13. 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 air silver"d o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy...
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Treasury of English Sonnets. Ed. from the Original Sources with Notes and ...

David M. Main (ed) - 1881
...thou single wilt prove none.' LI (12) "\ \ THEN 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...
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The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats: Now First ..., 第 3 卷

John Keats - 1883
...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, He has left nothing to say about nothing or anything : for look at snails — you know what he...
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The Shakspere Flora: A Guide to All the Principal Passages in which Mention ...

Leo Hartley Grindon, Leopold Hartley Grindon - 1883 - 318 頁
...no need to go further towards it at present. Compare, rather, the tender lines in Sonnet xii. : — When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and...
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