 s not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his 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.  Century Readings for a Course in English Literature - Pagina 152geredigeerd door - 1911 - 1143 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Lyre - 1806 - 208 pagina’s
...Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not time's fool ' ; though rosy lips, and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come :...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eye-lids through the weary night ? Dost thou desire... | |
 | Ugo Foscolo - 1823 - 348 pagina’s
...That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth 's unknown, although his height be taken. Love 's not...to the edge of doom : If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. GUIDO CAVALCANTI. CHI e questa che vien che ogni uom la... | |
 | Ugo Foscolo - 1823 - 352 pagina’s
...is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth 's unknown, although hisheight be taken. Love 's not Time's fool, though rosy lips...to the edge of doom : If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. GUIDO CAVALCANTI. CHI e questa che vien che ogni uom la... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 pagina’s
...Thai looks on tempests and is never shaken : It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth 's unknown. although his height be taken. Love 's not...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral poetry than this description of the master passion.*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pagina’s
...with the remover to remove : 0 no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. Poena. 372 She stripp'd it* from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 pagina’s
...That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth 's unknown, although his height be taken. Love 's not...proved ; — I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all, Wherein I should your great deserts repay ; Forgot upon your... | |
 | William Howitt - 1842 - 474 pagina’s
...remove. 0 no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken. It is the star of every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although...edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, — 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. There never were fourteen lines which so deeply and eternally... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 pagina’s
...bark. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ;...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. CXVII. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay ; Forgot... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 pagina’s
...bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ;...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. CXVII. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay ; Forgot... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 pagina’s
...\Vhose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ;...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. CXVII. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay ; Forgot... | |
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