 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 pàgines
...laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell,...deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. 1 Malone explains this as, " This... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 pàgines
...of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laugh 'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 708 pàgines
...matter. * Summer newt. Our poet has the same idea in his 98th Sonnet — " Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's ttory telL" Smile to 't before : if winterly, thou need'st But keep that countenance still. — My... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 pàgines
...of youth in everything ; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story|i tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 pàgines
...everything; Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story |] tell, Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor praise... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pàgines
...of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him . Yet, nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 pàgines
...of youth in every thing; That heavy Saturn laugh.' d and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...the deep vermilion in the rose: They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you; you pattern of all those, Yet seemed it winter still, and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 760 pàgines
...langh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell,...praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were, tho' sweet, but figures of delight. Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 pàgines
...of youth in every thing. That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1980 - 172 pàgines
...laughed and leaped with him, Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell,...pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight,... | |
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Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell... 
