 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 pàgines
...are you), well you fit our ages With flowers of winter. Per. Sir, the year growing ancient, — Nor yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o' the Are our carnations, and streaked gillyflowers, Which some cull nature's bastards : of that kind Our... | |
 | 1874 - 898 pàgines
...the French marigold; lavender in flowers; in July come gilliflowers of all varieties. Perdita : — Sir, the year growing ancient, — Not yet on summer's...birth Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o' th' season Are our carnations and streaked gilliflowers ; Hot lavendar, mint, savory, marjoram ; The... | |
 | 1911 - 856 pàgines
...flower garden of Bohemia which Shakespeare found on English soil and set in summer's ripest hour: — The fairest flowers o' the season Are our carnations...streaked gillyflowers. Which some call Nature's bastards. Perdita and Polyxenes— not lago — gives us the final garden parable: — Perdit«. I have heard... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 pàgines
...building. Our people had but few cases of litigation ; the obsorbing topic was poor Breen's trial. "Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth of trembling winter," shone the bright sun of that glorious morning; the atmosphere of that delightful climate was clear... | |
 | Robert Snow - 1845 - 330 pàgines
...translation. And it is yet more pleasingly illustrated in the following passage from Shakspeare : Perdita. Sir, the year growing ancient, — Not yet on summer's...flowers o' the season Are our carnations, and streaked gilliflowers, Which some call nature's bastards : of that kind Our rustic garden's barren ; and I care... | |
 | University magazine - 1845 - 772 pàgines
...Not yet 'on summer's death, nor the hirth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowert o' the seasons, Are our carnations and streaked gillyflowers, Which...some call nature's bastards ; of that kind Our rustic garden's barren, and I care not To get slips of them. Pol. Wherefore, gentle maiden, Do you neglect... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1845 - 604 pàgines
...Not yet on summer's death, nor the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowerl o' the seasons, Arc our carnations and streaked gilly-flowers, Which some call nature's bastards ; of that kind Our rustic garden's barren, and I care not To get slips of them. Pol. Wherefore, gentle maiden, Do you neglect... | |
 | 1886 - 1470 pàgines
...Keverend Sirs, For you there's rosemary, and rut, these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Sir, the year growing ancient, — Not yet on summer's...birth Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o'thc season Are our carnations, and streak'd gillyvors Which some call nature's basta nix: of that... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1846 - 514 pàgines
...you) well you fit our agea With flow'rs of winter. Perdita. — Sir, the year growing ancient, Nor yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o' th' season f Are our carnations and streak'd gilliflowers, Which some call nature's bastards ; of that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 pàgines
...our shearing! Pol. Shepherdess, (A fair one are you,) well you fit our ages With flowers of winter. ou. Slen. I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. streak'd gilly-flowers. Which some call nature's bastards: of that kind Our rustic garden's barren,... | |
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