 | William Shakespeare - 1881 - 328 str.
...still ; And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill. Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Though...say, This poet lies ; Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age, Be scorn'd, like old men of less... | |
 | David M. Main - 1880 - 506 str.
...you, I engraft you new. mi ( if) "\ \ 7HO will believe my verse in time to come, If it were filled with your most high deserts ? Though yet, heaven knows,...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 - 1881 - 362 str.
...you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill. XVII. • Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though...ne'er touch'd earthly faces." So should my papers, yellowed with their age, Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue, And your true rights be... | |
 | David M. Main (ed) - 1881 - 496 str.
...he takes from you, I engraft you new. LI1I will believe my verse in time to come, If it were filled with your most high deserts ? Though yet, heaven knows,...number all your graces, The age to come would say, 1 This poet lies ; Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces.' So should my papers, yellowed... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1881 - 738 str.
...through the erystal tears gave light, Shone like the moon in water seen by night. Sh.V. £ A. 401. 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 &' 8m' xvn' Both when to wink,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1881 - 360 str.
...men. To give away yourself keeps yourself still ; XVII. Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Whioh hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1883 - 972 str.
...very often dies fair for fuineu or beauty. B. XVII. 17. Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though...earthly faces." So should my papers, yellow'd with their nge, Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue ; And your true rights be term'da poet's rage,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1883 - 944 str.
...still. And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill. Who will believe my verse in time to come. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Though...ne'er touch'd earthly faces." So should my papers yellow 'd with their age Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue, And your true rights be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1883 - 946 str.
...deserts ? XIV. 10 art ... convert : a perfect rhyme to 3. : and BO tlescrts and parts in Sonnet XVII. Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which...say " This poet lies ; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch' d earthly faces." So should my papers yellow'd with their age Be scorn'd like old men of less... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1883 - 782 str.
...crystal tears gave light, Shone like the moon in water seen by night. 1503 Shaks. : Venus and A. Line 491 If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...Such heavenly, touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces." 1504 tiltaks. : Sonnet, ivil ' Those eyes, whose light seem'd rather given To be ador'd than to adore... | |
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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... 
