 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 184 pągines
...from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry, — As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 pągines
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back, Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O! none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. SONNET LXVI. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,— As to behold desert a beggar born, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 500 pągines
...? 0, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still sliiuc bright. LXVt Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry, —...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 366 pągines
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O, none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, — As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 pągines
...jewel from time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 494 pągines
...none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright LXVI. Tir'cl with all these, for restful death I cry, — As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimni'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 pągines
...lie dull upon her. Sh. Cymb. n. 2. He that hath a will to die by himself, DEATH — continued. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry ; — As,...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 pągines
...grant a time When good may have, as well as bad, their prime ! W. Dnimmoud ix -3 THE WORLD'S WAY Tired with all these, for restful death I cry—- As, to...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 pągines
...jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O, none, unless this miracle have...That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Vide REMARKS, p. 80 • also Sonnets 12, 27, 52, 100. LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death... | |
 | Nathaniel Holmes - 1867 - 670 pągines
...as he describes himself in another letter ; 8 and very like, again, is the tone of the sonnet, — " Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry, —...to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trim'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And... | |
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Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 
