 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 strani
...breath ; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see, But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. Tide Sonnet 53. 0. Where art thou, Muse, that thou forgett'st so long To speak of... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 strani
...breath ; But for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker cat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see, But sweet or colour it had stolen from thee.— 99. But this poem is quite unconnected with what precedes it. It is placed where it is, upon no principle... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 strani
...breath ; But for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. Jfore flowers I noted, yet I none could see. But sweet or colour it had stolen from thce.— 99. But this poem is quite unconnected with what precedes it. It is placed where it is, upon... | |
 | Carl Karpf - 1869 - 204 strani
...breath; But, for bis theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see, But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. Aber auch im Drama Hamlet, in welchem die schöpferische Thätigkeit, welche sich... | |
 | Hippolyte Adolphe Taine - 1871 - 556 strani
...third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both And to his robbery had anncx'd thy breath ; . . . More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. ' l Passionate trifles, delicious affectations, worthy of Heine and the contemporaries... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 554 strani
...third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; . . . More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.' l Passionate trifles, delicious affectations, worthy of Heine and the contemporaries... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1873 - 548 strani
...despair. A third, nor red nor white, had stolen of both, And to this robbery had annex'd thy breath; More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stolen from tlise. « Mon démon, dit-il, tente mon bon ange, et veut Tôter de mes côtés '. » Et quand elle... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 strani
...breath ; But> for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him np to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see, But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. c. Where art thou, Muse, that thou forgett'st so long To speak of that which gives... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 strani
...breath ; But, for his theft, in spite of all his'growth, A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stolen from thee. William Shahespeare. xcin. LOVES PRAISES. FAIR, KIND, AND TRUE. LET not my love be called idolatry,... | |
 | Dawn - 1874 - 340 strani
...breath ; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth, A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. ROM you have I been absent in the Spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his... | |
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And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee. 
