 And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time, To the wide world and all her fading sweets ; But I forbid thee one most heinous crime : O, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow, Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen ; Him in thy course...  The Gentleman's Magazine - Pagina 3621835Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 pagina’s
...triumphant fplendor on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth; Suns of the world- may ftain, when heaven's fun [jtaincth. Why didft thou promife fuch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 pagina’s
...triumphant fplendor on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the world may ftain, when heaven's fun To let bafe clouds o'ertake me in my way,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 752 pagina’s
...triumphant fplendonr on my brow; But out, alack 1 he was but one hour mine. The region cloud 7 hath mafic' J him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the world may ftain*, when heaven's fus ftaineth, XXXIV. Why didfl thou promife... | |
 | 1792 - 774 pagina’s
...triumphant fplendour on my brow ; But out ! alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath maik'd him from me now, Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the world may {hin, when heaven's fun ftaineth. XXXIV. Why didft thon promue fuch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 pagina’s
...triumphant fplendour on my brow; But out ! alack ! he was but one hour mine, Tne region cloud hath mafk'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit difdaineth ; Suns of the world may ftain, when heaven's fun ftaineth. XXXIV. Why didft thou promife... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 pagina’s
...triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain, when heaven's sun staineth. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pagina’s
...<ar*e not with thy hours my love's fair brow, Sor draw oo lines there with thine antique pen ; HIB in thy course untainted do allow, For beauty's pattern to succeeding men. Vet, do ray worst, old Time : despite thy wrong, My kn« shall in my ven« evtr live yonng. SONNET... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 pagina’s
...triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain,when heaven's sun staineth.") Why didst thou promise such a beauteous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 pagina’s
...triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Sunsof the world may stain, when heaven'ssunstaineth. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pagina’s
...heinous crime : O, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow, Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen ; Him in thy course untainted do allow, For beauty's pattern to succeeding men. " — when the searching eye of heaven is hid " Behind the globe, and lights the lower world." Again,... | |
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