 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 страници
...edge. Complaint for his Lover's dbftnce. How like a winter hath my abfence been From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days feen ? What old December's barrennefs every where ? And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time 5 The... | |
 | Eschenburg - 1788 - 472 страници
...ftyle I'll read, his for his love.« How like a winter hath my abfence been. > From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year'. What freezings have I felt, what dark days feeril What old December's barenefs every where 1 And yet this time remov'd was fuminer's time ; The... | |
 | 1792 - 774 страници
...¿oud report. T t XC. SONNETS. XCVIl. How like a winter hath my abfcnce been From thee, the pleafuie of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days fccn ? \Vhat old December's barenefs every where ! And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time ; The... | |
 | Eschenburg - 1788 - 474 страници
...every where 1 And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time ; The teeming autumn, big with rich increafe, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lord's deceafe. Yet this abundant iíTue feem'd to me But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit; For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 страници
...mine, mine is thy good report. XCVII. How like a winter hath my abfence been From thee, the pleafure of the fleeting year ! What freezings have I felt, what dark days feen ? What old December's barenefs every where ! And yet this time remov'd was fummer's time ; The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 страници
...large privilege) The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVER's ABSENCE. HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...have I felt, what dark days seen? What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time; The teeming autumn big with rich... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 страници
...large privilege ; The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVE'S ABSENCE. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...I felt, what dark days seen '. What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn big with... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 страници
...Bat do not so ; I love thee in such sort, At thou being mine, mine is thy good report. SONNET XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...what dark days seen ? What old December's bareness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 страници
...tSou being mine, mine is thy good report. SONNET XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been Turn thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what (lark days seen ? What old December's bareness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 страници
...large privilege ; The hardest knife, ill us'd, doth lose his edge. COMPLAINT FOR HIS LOVE*S ABSENCE. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee,...have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's barrenness every where ! And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn big with... | |
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How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich... 
