 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 ページ
...thee out for women's pleasure. Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure. A DISCONSOLATION. WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed, The, dear repose for limbs with travel tired ; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired. For then my thoughts (far from where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 ページ
...me graciously with fair aspect, And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving, To shew me worthy of their sweet respect. Then may I dare to boast how I do love...then, not show my head, where thou may'st prove (me. GO AND COME QUICKLY. As if by some instinct the wretch did know His rider lov'd not speed being made... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 ページ
...me graciously with fair aspect, And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving, To shew me worthy of their sweet respect. Then may I dare to boast how I do love...then, not show my head, where thou may'st prove (me. GO AND COME QUICKLY. How heavy do I journey on the way, When that I seek (my weary travel's end) Doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 ページ
...thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure. A D1SCONSOLATION. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired ; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired. For then my thoughts (far from where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 ページ
...conceit of thine In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it : Till whatsoever star that guides my moving, Points on me graciously with fair aspect ',...tatter'd loving, To show me worthy of thy sweet respect 2 : Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee ; Till then, not show my head where thou may'st prove... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 ページ
...conceit of thiue In thy soul's thought, all naked will bestow it; Till whatsoever star that guides my moving, Points on me graciously with fair aspect,...then, not show my head where thou may'st prove me. XXVII. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 ページ
...loving, To shew me worthy of thy sweet respect : Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee, XXVII. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired: For then my thoughts (from far where... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1841 - 440 ページ
...star that guides by moving Points on me graciously with fair aspect. And puts apparel on my tattcr'd loving. . To show me worthy of thy sweet respect :...thee, Till then, not show my head where thou may'st provo me." It appears to us that this Sonnet is literally a dedication, which accompanied some performance... | |
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May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it, But that I hope some good conceit of thine In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it; Till whatsoever star that guides my moving Points on me graciously with fair aspect And puts apparel on my tatter'd... 
