 | William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 страници
...The forward violet thus did I chide ; Sweet thief! whence didft ihou fteal thy fweet that' fmells, If not from my love's breath ? the purple pride, Which on thy foft cheek lor complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou haft too grofly dy'd : The lily I condemned... | |
 | William Jones - 1772 - 248 страници
...The forward violet thus did I chide : " Sweet thief! whence didft thou jieal thy fweet that fmells, " If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride, " Which on thy foft cheek for complexion dwells, " In my love's veins thou hajl too grofsly dyed." The lily I condemned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 страници
...play. The forward violet thus did I chide; Sweet thief ! whence didft thou fteal thy fweet that fmells, If not from my love's breath ? the purple pride, Which on thy foft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou haft too grofly dy'd : The lily I condemned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 страници
...violet. In his pgth Sonnet the violet is made the thief: ," The forward violet thus did I chide : " Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, ' .. " If not from my love's breath •?" MALONE. the sweet south,] The old copy reads • ' sweet sound, which Mr. Rowe changed into wind,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 страници
...The forward violet thus did I chide ;— Sweet thief, whence didft thou fteal thy fweet thatfmells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy foft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou haft too grofsly dy'd. The lily 1 condemned... | |
 | 1792 - 774 страници
...The forward violet thus aid 1 chide; — Sweet thief, whence didft thou fteal thy fwcct that Imell», If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy foft cheek for complexion dwelb, ïn my love's veins thou haft toogrofsly dy'd. The lily I condemned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 страници
...The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didft thou fteal thy fweet that fmells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy foft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou haft too grofsly dy'd. The lily I condemned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 страници
...still, and you away, As with your shadow I with Ihese did play. The forward violet thus did I chide; Sweet thief! whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath I The purple pride, Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too... | |
 | 1808 - 436 страници
...not so different from the European as we are apt to imagine. The forward -violet thus did I chide : " Sweet thief ! whence didst thou steal thy sweet that...smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple priuc, Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells. In mv L ove's veins thou hast too grossly dyed."... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 страници
...thus did I chide ; — [smells, Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that If not from ray love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft...I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair... | |
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The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. 
