 And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this...  The Secret Drama of Shakespeare's Sonnets - Página 212por Gerald Massey - 1888 - 482 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | David Paul Brown - 1838 - 86 páginas
...You still shall live ; such virtue hath my pen Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men. Now with the drops of this most balmy time, My love...fresh, and death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I live in this poor rhyme. While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes, And thou in this, shall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 páginas
...The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims...time My love looks fresh, and death to me subscribes ; 1 Since, spite of him, I '11 live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 páginas
...presage ; Incertaintiea now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. v Now, with the drops of this most balmy time My love...fresh, and death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, 111 live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes : And tin ai in this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 páginas
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now, with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes : And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests, and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 páginas
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now, with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes : And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests, and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 páginas
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now, with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes : And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests, and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 páginas
...ofendiese age. Now with the drops of this most halmy time My love looks fresh and death to me suhscrihes, Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While...o'er dull and speechless trihes : And thou in this shall find thy monument. When tyrants' crests and tomhs of hrass are spent. CVIII. What 's in the hrain... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 532 páginas
...eclipse endur'd , And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd , And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now, with...and death to me subscribes , Since, spite of him, I 'II live in this poor rhyme , While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes : And thou in this... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 380 páginas
...eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. 6 [France. An ode. Mr. C.'s PW, i., p. 132. Ed.] ' [Shakspeare's 33d Sonnet. Ed.] And thou... | |
 | August Graf von Platen - 1847 - 248 páginas
...auê. 2Me Nation in i^rem .Könige auf bie ЗЗОДпе ju 1 Statt etelet SleHen nut Sine, Sonnet CV1I: Now with the drops of this most balmy time, My love...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes, And thou in this shall lind thy monument. When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
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