 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 844 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. L BONNET CXLV. THOSE lips, that Love'6 own hand did make,... | |
 | Poetry - 1842 - 242 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...upon me prov'd, I never writ, and no man ever lov'd. 1 never Something , ïmt betp Jiatural. WRITTEN IN GERMANY. IF I bad but two little wings, And were... | |
 | 1842 - 796 ページ
...lips and cheeks That looks on tempests, and is never shaken : It is the star of every wandering bark But bears it out, e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon mo proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters... | |
 | James Stamford Caldwell - 1843 - 372 ページ
...altho' 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...weeks, But bears it out, e'en to the edge of doom. 2 And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A finer form, a lovelier face. What though the form, with ardent... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1843 - 720 ページ
...sickle's compass come ; Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 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 proved, 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. [&fedíonj/rom ítóo¿srp«ire'í Songs.'] [From ' As... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 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. CXVII. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all Wherein... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 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. CXVII. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 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. CXVII. Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein... | |
 | 1844 - 148 ページ
...Within Ins bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But hears it out, e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, and no man ever lov'd. SONNET. From you have I been absent in the spring, When... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 ページ
...sickle's compass come ; Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out e'en to the edge of doom. 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. If this be error, and upon me proved, [Selection* from Skakspearc'a... | |
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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. 
