 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 868 páginas
...world, unbless someio* For where is she so fair whose uneai-M" wmDisdains the tillage of thy husbandry I cunning in her ; if it be, she mokes 1 Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime : So thou through... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 184 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair, whose un-ear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who...of her prime: So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time. But if thou live, remember'd not to be, Die single,... | |
 | 1884 - 410 páginas
...face should form another. Sonn. 3. Make use of time, let not advantage slip. Ven. 129. . . . who is so fond, will be the tomb Of his self-love, to stop posterity? Sonn. 3. What is thy body but a swallowing grave, Seeming to bury that posterity, Which by the rights... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 500 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? Or who...of her prime : So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time. But if thou live, remember'd not to be, Die single,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 366 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who...of her prime : So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time. But if thou live, remember'd not to be, Die single,... | |
 | Gerald Massey - 1866 - 624 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world—unbless some mother: For where is she so fair, whose uneared womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who...in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime: (2.) So thou, through windows of thine age, shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time: But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair, whose un-ear'd * womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who is he so fond, 2 will be the tomb Of his self-love, to stop posterity ? Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unhless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? Or who...of her prime: So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkle's, this thy golden time. But if thou live, remember'd not to be, Die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who...of her prime : So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time. But if thou live, remember'd not to be, Die single,... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 páginas
...renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair, whose uncar'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? Or who...of her prime : So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time. But, if thou live rcmember'd not to be, Die single,... | |
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Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who is he so fond, will be the tomb Of his self-love, to stop posterity ? Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime : So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,... 
