 | William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 sayfa
...Have from the- foreft fhook three fummers piide; Three beauteous fprings to yellow Autumn turn'd, la procefs of the feafons, have I feen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes bnrn'd, Since firft I faw you, frefh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand, Steal... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 sayfa
...twg Riure hmmen wither in tturprUi." STIIVKHS. Three beauteous fp rings to yellew autumn turn ' J 6, In procefs of the feafons have I feen ; Three April...hot Junes burn'd, Since firft I faw you frefh, which vet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceiv'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 sayfa
...Have from the forefts fhook three fummers' pride ; Three beauteous fprings to yellow autumn turn'd, In procefs of the feafons have I feen, Three April...which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceiv'd, So your fweet hue, which methinks ftill doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 sayfa
...seasons, have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you, fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand,...from his figure, and no place perceiv.'d; So your sweet hue, which, methinks, still does stand. Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceiv'd. For fear of... | |
 | 1821 - 724 sayfa
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and DO pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowehnents of lead and brass,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 sayfa
...seasons have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn d, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks stijl doth stand, . Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
 | 1835 - 432 sayfa
...detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! *' Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived !" What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1835 - 440 sayfa
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a 'dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! god of Christian gardens. Why is it almost everywhere vanished? If its business-use... | |
 | 1835 - 430 sayfa
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep! " Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived !" What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 sayfa
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its... | |
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Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived... 
