 | 1862 - 520 halaman
...must make. On first gazing at it, the lines of his celebrator rushed into memory with a thrill : — " 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 throe summers'... | |
 | Demosthenes - 1863 - 456 halaman
...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...tell ; And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Tour own glass shows you when you look in it. men seek by taciturnity to get a reputation for prudence,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 868 halaman
...me disgrace. Were it not sinful, then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was veil ? ' your verse can sit, Your own glass shows you when you look in it. civ. To me, fair friend, you never... | |
 | Stephen Watson Fullom - 1864 - 394 halaman
...the wane. But how must she be reassured, when her fears call forth such tender words as these:— " To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still!" He reviews the three years they have spent together, commencing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 halaman
...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. SONNET CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 184 halaman
...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 - 1865 - 624 halaman
...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, Richard Grant White - 1868 - 626 halaman
...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 were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers'... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 halaman
...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...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'... | |
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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... 
