 | William Shakespeare - 1991 - 108 ページ
...year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness every where! . . . For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And thou...That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. Sonnets (97) 53 Juliet. Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone — And yet no farther than a wanton's... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 ページ
...issue seem'd to me, But hope of Orphans, and un-fathered fruite, For sommer and his pleasures waite 92 cheere. That leaves looke pale, dreading the winter's neere. (1. 9-14) AWP; E1L; EnLoPo; EyDe; GTBS;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1992 - 220 ページ
...5 The teeming Autumn big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burthen of the prime, Li\e widowed wombs after their Lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me, But hope of orphans, and unfathered fndt, 10 Por Summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And thou away, the very birds are mute.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 212 ページ
...burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seemed to me But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit; For...That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. 98 From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, drest in all his trim, Hath put... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 196 ページ
...after their lord's decease. Yet this abundant issue seemed to me 10 But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit, For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,...That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. From you I have been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 ページ
...after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seemed to me But hope of orphans and unfathered fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,...That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. 97 To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems... | |
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Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute: Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,... 
