 ... 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, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion...  Essays in Romantic Literature - Pagina 355door George Wyndham - 1919 - 438 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Emily Taylor - 1864 - 210 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the 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, you away, As with your shadow, I with these did play. SHAKESPEARE.... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1864 - 630 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion of the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. The forward violet thus did I chide ; Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 pagina’s
...Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the 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 you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. SONNET XCIX. The... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1865 - 320 pagina’s
...Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the 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, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play." In this Sonnet... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise 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, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. 'The goddess... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 184 pagina’s
...Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the 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, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play: XCIX. The forward... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1866 - 932 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise 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 you away, As with your shadow, I with those did play." This " spirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 366 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the 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, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : The forward... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 pagina’s
...did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the 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, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play: xcix. The forward... | |
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