 | 1814 - 774 Seiten
...the foregoing Sonnets, will shew the distinction on which we have insisted. Shakspeare. — Sonnet. ' That time of year thou mayest in me behold When yellow leaves or none or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold ; Bare ruin'd quires where late... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 Seiten
...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 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... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1868 - 766 Seiten
...of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or few, or none, do hang Upon those boughs that shake against the cold. Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." Or again : — " From thee have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all... | |
 | 1830 - 472 Seiten
...be compelled to exclaim witll the poet, in reference to this, generally speaking, gloomy season, " That time of year thou mayest in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang On those wild boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruined quires, where late... | |
 | 1835 - 742 Seiten
...behold, When vellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs that shake against the com, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest fhe twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 Seiten
...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, if here late the sweet birds sang: In me thou seest the twilight of such day, Which by and by black night doth take away, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Death's second self,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1843 - 970 Seiten
...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 seest the twilight of such day, As after gun-set fadeth in the west — — In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 Seiten
..." That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold ; Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." " // thou hadst not been born the worst of men, Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer."— Act IV.,... | |
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That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. 
