...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruiu'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie." Son. 73. The comparison...

..." That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang." J But here we also see the difference between the two poets. S.hakspere's comparison of his declining...

...which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet hirds sang. In me thou scest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west ; Which hy and hy hlack night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

...where lute the sweet birds sang. In me thou scest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set facleth e famous Troynovant, In which her kingdom's throne is chiefly rue thou Heest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed...

...time of year thou mayest in me hehold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those houghs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs,...away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. Tn me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed...

...youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held. SHAKSPEARE. 3. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after...away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. SHAKSPEARE. 5. Old as...

...youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held. SHAKSPEARE. 3. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after...away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. SHAKSPEARE. 5. Old as...

...When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare min'd torious and tyrannical duncery no free and splendid wit can flourish. Neither do I A« after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self,...

...That time of year thou may'st in me b«hold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those in love with Cleopatra. All his curiosities bang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth ill the west, Which by and...

...— she felt certain that the right lay where she wished it to lie, with Augusta Darby. CHAPTER XVI. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west. SHAKSPEAKE. THE next person who came to consult with Joan Grant was Mr. Vavasour himself. He came in,...