 | Russ McDonald - 2004 - 952 str.
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 | H. N. Gibson - 2005 - 344 str.
...you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be,...those. So true a fool is love, that in your Will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. One is tempted to wonder if Titherley has never been in love... | |
 | J. B. Leishman - 2005 - 264 str.
...you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be,...make those. So true a fool is love that in your will, Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. Although here, as in Donne's poems, there is a complete... | |
 | Alan Haehnel - 2005 - 48 str.
...She checks it. FIONA: Oh, the number's blocked. Hello? You're not him. Good-bye. BARD: "Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be,...nought Save, where you are, how happy you make those." JUNE: Why do you think he hasn't called you, Fiona? FIONA: I don't know. I'm sure he has a good reason.... | |
 | Kenneth Muir - 1979 - 179 str.
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 | Various - 2006 - 448 str.
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 | Shakespeare, William - 2006 - 366 str.
...you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu. Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be,...happy you make those. So true a fool is love that in you will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. It A * S T ir« • Sonnets Sonnet 58 That god... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - 706 str.
...you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu. 8 Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be,...nought Save where you are how happy you make those. 12 So true a fool is love that in your will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. This sonnet... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 2007 - 356 str.
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Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu ; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and... 
