 | William Shakespeare - 1760 - 266 pagina’s
...different flowers in odour and in hue, Cou'd make me any lummer's ftory tell ; Or from their-proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor-praile the .deep veimillioa in the rofe ;_ They were but fweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1766 - 620 pagina’s
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odor and in hew, Could make me any fummers flory tell : Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lillies white, Nor praife the deepe vermillion in the rofe, They weare but fweet, but figures of delight... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 pagina’s
...birds, nor the fvveet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Cou'd make me any fummer's flory tell ; Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vennillicn in the rofe ; They were but fweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you,... | |
 | 1780 - 592 pagina’s
...the Tweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could i;, ;ik<- r»« any fuminer's ftory tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep rermillion in the rofe ; They were but fiveet, but figures of delight Drawn after you,... | |
 | SEVERAL HANDS. - 1780 - 586 pagina’s
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any fummer's Логу tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vermillion in the rofe; They were but fweet, but figures of delight Drawn after you,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 306 pagina’s
...birds, nor the fweet fmell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any fummer's ftory tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praife the deep vermilion in the rofe j They were but fweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 pagina’s
...birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Cou'd make me any summer's story tell; Or from their proud lap pluck them where they...rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Prawn after you, you pattern of all those : Yet seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your... | |
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Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,... 
