 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.  Lectures on Shakespeare - Pagina 31de Henry Norman Hudson - 1848Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 432 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;...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." I am not aware of... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew, Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, yon pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew, Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew, Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pagini
...tell, Or from tteir proud lap pluck them where they grew : l Vinegar. Nor did I wonder at the lilies good life appear now rugged and difficult, though...would then appear to all men both easy and pleasant, seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. My love is strengthen'd,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 380 pagini
...; Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were, tho' 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 !"» Scarcely less... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck thejp where they grew : Nor did I wunder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ;...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet scem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.— 98. The forward... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ;...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. 1 Malone explains this as, " This time in which I was remote 01 absent from thee." VOL. Vill. 17 Yet... | |
 | 1913 - 586 pagini
...bring in a verbal allusion to the friend's name. Different flowers in odour and in hew. S. 98, 1. 6. Nor did I wonder at the Lily's white. Nor praise the...deep vermilion in the Rose ; They were but sweet, botjfMra of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and, you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 pagini
...summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ;...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. 1 Malone explains this as, " This time in which I was remote or absent from thee." Yet seemed it winter... | |
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