 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. CXVII. Accuse me thus; that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts... | |
 | 1833 - 246 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay;... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 530 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral... | |
 | lady Charlotte Susan M. Bury - 1837 - 936 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not, with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out, even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, 1 never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. SHAKSPEABE'S SONNETS. IT was on the morning, or rather the afternoon... | |
 | Lady Charlotte Campbell Bury - 1838 - 206 ページ
...not, with his brief hours and weeks, Within his bending sickle's compass come; But bears it out, even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. , SIIAKSPEARE's SOSSL1S. IT was on the morning, or rather the afternoon of the... | |
 | 1839 - 446 ページ
...fool, tho' rosy lips and cheeks Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. LIFE OF MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT. Shaktpere. MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT,... | |
 | Album - 1841 - 158 ページ
...although his height be taken. Love 's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief...to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. SHAKSPERE. Look through mine eyes with thine. True wife,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 838 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom : If this be error, and upon me proved, 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. ~ SONNET CXLV. Those lips, that Love's own hand did make,... | |
 | A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 ページ
...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, THL::: If not from my lore's \ Which on thy »oft cheek i In my lore's rems Ana hast too grossly... | |
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sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out, e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, and no man ever lov'd. 
