 | Robert Tyas - 1848 - 264 str.
...flower. In " Cymbeline " we find Arviragus addressing the supposed dead body of Imogen in these words : " With fairest flowers. Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor the Azured harebell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom, not to slander, Out-sweetened... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1848 - 518 str.
...same time possesses that magic of language and appositeness of imagery for which he stands preeminent. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The nzured harebell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine ; whom not to slander, Outsweeten'd... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1848 - 366 str.
...round the grassy tomb of their gentle visitor, supposed to be dead! , » " With fairest flowers, While summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten...lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; The azure harebell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, which, not to slander, Out-sweetened... | |
 | 1849 - 666 str.
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 | 1875 - 676 str.
...thy sad grave : thou shall not lack The flower that 's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine,...slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath : the ruddock would With charitable bill (0 bill, sore-shaming Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers He Without... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 260 str.
...Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave, thou shall not lack the flower thats like thy face paleprimsose ! nor the azur'd harebell, like thy veins, no nor the...whom not to slander, outsweeten'd not thy breath.. Arv. a. 4 *. 2 What pleasure find we in life, to lock it from action and adventure.. ^.rv. a. 4 s.... | |
 | 1875 - 590 str.
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 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1851 - 606 str.
...a carpet of living bloom. " With fairest flowers, Whilst sommer laste, and I lire here, Fidele, П1 sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower...whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath." Give us, we say, whenever the appointed hour arrives, no other monument than a parterre six feet by... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 str.
...his grave a bed; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live...face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell like thy reins: no, nor , , The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breatli; the ruddock§... | |
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Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd... 
