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" That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. "
Characters of Shakespear's Plays - Side 352
av William Hazlitt - 1817 - 352 sider
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Poems, with illustrative remarks [ed. by W.C. Oulton]. To which is ..., Volum 2

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 sider
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common, lose their dear delight; Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth! That having such a scope to shew her pride, The argument...
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The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin ...

William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 sider
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth ! That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including ..., Volum 5

Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 sider
...THAT time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou serst the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volum 5

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 sider
...THAT time of year thou may'st in me behold Wheu yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me then seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volum 9

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 sider
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear- delight. Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song.^ Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth ! That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument...
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The Works of William Shakespeare, Volum 9

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 sider
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grow common lose their dear delight. Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth ! That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument...
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Shakespeare and His Times: Including the Biography of the Poet ..., Volum 2

Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 sider
...Thai time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs,...In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-bet fadeth in the west In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volum 20

William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 sider
...that wild musick burdens every bough ', And sweets grown common lose their dear delight2. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. CHI. Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volum 11

William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 sider
...That time nfyear in me thou may'st behold, " When yellow leaves or none or few do hang " Upon those boughs, which shake against the cold, " Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang." Are not these lines almost a paraphrase on the contested part of the passage before us ? He who could...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volum 7

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 598 sider
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, wheie late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadcth in the West, Which by and by black night doth lake away, Death's second-self, that seals up...
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