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" That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... "
The Works of William Shakspeare - Sivu 478
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Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by blaok night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st...

Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 sivua
..." That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruiu'd choirs,...such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st...

Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st...

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Nide 45

1835 - 564 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, "Which, by and by, black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st...

The New Monthly Magazine, Nide 5

1823 - 622 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second-self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal, Nide 5

1823 - 608 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second-self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Nide 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

Specimens of English Sonnets

Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest...

New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Nide 45

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 sivua
...yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which, by and by, black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st...




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