 | Naomi J. Miller - 2003 - 348 páginas
...grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white. Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight. Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away. As with your shadow I with these did play. tSonnet 981 The children... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2004 - 342 páginas
...vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures ofdelight, Drawn after you, you pattern ofall those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these didplay. JNO estuve junto a ti en la primavera, cuando el ufano abril, engalanado, su toque juvenil... | |
 | Virginia Woolf - 2005 - 1028 páginas
...thought. She was astonishingly beautiful. Her beauty seemed to him, if that were possible, to increase. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play, she finished. 'Well?' she said, echoing his smile dreamily, looking up from her book. 'As with your... | |
 | J. B. Leishman - 2005 - 264 páginas
...absence Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but, sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. (98, 11. 9-12) Since that characteristically Shakespearean hyperbole (or whatever we may decide to... | |
 | Shakespeare, William - 2006 - 366 páginas
...grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose. They were but sweet, but figures of delight Drawn after you, you pattern of all those; Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. Sonnets Sonnet 99... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - 706 páginas
...grew. 8 Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. 12 Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. This third... | |
 | Lawrence F. Rhu - 2006 - 284 páginas
...but, instead, we finally fix upon the absent beloved, of whom all the previously mentioned items are "but figures of delight/ Drawn after you, you pattern of all those." These lovely items, from heaven to earth, are all "shadowfs]" of the beloved. Of course, as Astrophil... | |
 | Denis Donoghue - 2008 - 207 páginas
...grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you...you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. 46 [Mrs. Ramsay] was climbing up those branches, this way and that, laying hands on one flower and... | |
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... with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep... 
