 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 184 str.
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. c1v. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1868 - 626 str.
...before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ; crv. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 624 str.
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shews you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 500 str.
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend Than of your graces...winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride/62' Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 str.
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 366 str.
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 402 str.
...sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well? For to no other pass my versss tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ;...Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. civ. 4 To me, fair friend, you never can be old, > For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, • Such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 494 str.
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well ? For to no other pass my verses tend Than of your graces...gifts to tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can'sit, Your own glass shows you when you look in it CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old,... | |
 | Gerald Massey - 1866 - 624 str.
...least years afterwards, the Poet is able to say, when speaking in his own proper person, that— ' To no other pass my verses tend Than of your graces and your gifts to tell.' How could this be so if he and the Earl had been actors in the dark drama conjectured, and the Poet... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 str.
...doing me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well? For to no other pass my verses tend, Than of your...sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. Vide Sonnets 17, 69, 82, 83, 106. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as yon were when... | |
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers... 
