 | William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 páginas
...teach thee how To make her feem long hence, as fhe fhows now. Confttmt dffeftian. To me, fair love, you never can be old; For as you were when firft your eye I ey'd, Such feems your beauty dill. Three winters cold Have from the- foreft fhook three fummers piide; Three beauteous fprings to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 páginas
...teach thee how To make her feem long-hence, as {he (hows now. Confront AffeRion* To me, fair love, ypu never can be old ; For as you were when firft your...ey'd, Such feems your beauty ftill. Three winters cold Have from the foreft (hook three fummers pride ; Three beauteous fprings to yellow Autumn tgrn'd, In... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 páginas
...; And more, much more, than in my verle can fit, Your own glafs mows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when firfl your eye I ey'd. Such feems your beauty Hill. Three winters cold Have from the forefts (hook... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 páginas
...before was well ? For to no other pafs my verfes tend, Than of your graces and your gifts to tell ; CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...ey'd, Such feems your beauty ftill. Three winters cold Have from the forefts fhook three fummers' pride ; Three beauteous fprings to yellow autumn turn'd,... | |
 | 1835 - 564 páginas
...years of uninterrupted intercourse certainly passed between them ; it is probable, many more — " 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 páginas
...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, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook... | |
 | Elizabeth Kent - 1825 - 516 páginas
...flowers." PARADISE LOST, Book 9. Shakspeare counts time, also, by the succession of the seasons : " 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 páginas
...And more, much more, than in my verse can 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 ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 páginas
...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, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 páginas
...years of uninterrupted intercourse certainly passed between them ; it is probable, many more — " 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... | |
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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... 
