 | 1872 - 900 str.
...night ; \Vhen I behold the violet post prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white ; •\Vhen s, violets, but toys Tor the smaller sort of boys,...meant ; Thou art the only manly scent. Stinkingpst JJorne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou... | |
 | Michael Bernays - 1872 - 280 str.
...тапфег, im ftoíjen 128) Ser Senner ber Sonette erinnert рф Çier ber materifôen SSerfe 12, 7-8: And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, | Borne on the bier with •white and bristly beard. SJetoufjtfein ertoorbener gertigfeit, ШфеИ CteííetcCt über ben Slnfänger, ben {фоп geringe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 str.
...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...sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard j Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and... | |
 | Words, E. S. - 1873 - 184 str.
...Sleep knits up the ravelled sleeve of care. Shakespeare. Sorrows are oft evolved from good fortune. Sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they see others grow. Shakespeare. Sorrow comes unsent for. Set the saddle on the right horse. Sayings gang cheap. Scotch.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 str.
...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...go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, Aaid die as fast as they see others grow; And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence, Save... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 str.
...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...beard; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That tlum among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake. A.nd die as... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 str.
...in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime. And sable curls all silvered o'er with while; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst...beard; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That t him among the wastes of time must go. Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake. And die as... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 584 str.
...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...the bier with white and bristly beard; Then of thy beanty do I question make, That tinm among the wastes of lime must go, Since sweets and beanties do... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 str.
...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...herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Home on the bier with white and bristly beard. SHAKSPEARE : Sonnet XII. I sift the snow on the mountains... | |
 | Caroline Wells Healey Dall - 1875 - 136 str.
...home. PART II. — REUNION. " O let me, true in love, but truly write ! " 2ist Sonnet. Sliakspere. Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go." I2tfi Sonnet. " Then can I grieve, at grievances foregone, • And weep afresh Love's long-since cancelled... | |
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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... 
