 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 pagina’s
...Though yet heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...ne'er touch'd earthly faces. So should my papers, yellowed with their age, Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue ; And your true rights... | |
 | Samuel Phillips - 1852 - 286 pagina’s
...with liafiz for a laureate. Equally objectionable are the following lines in the 42d sonnet:— " If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...would say this poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces." Is it Petrarch whispering to Laura ? We really think that floating remembrances... | |
 | Samuel Phillips - 1852 - 268 pagina’s
...with Hafiz for a laureate. Equally objectionable are the following lines in the 42d sonnet : — " If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...would say this poet lies ; Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces." Is it Petrarch whispering to Laura ? We really think that floating remembrances... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 pagina’s
...Though yet heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...come would say, This poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne er touch'd earthly faces. So should my papers, yellow' d with their age, Be scorn'd, like 9ld men... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 pagina’s
...Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song ; But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice — in it, and in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 280 pagina’s
...Though yet, heaven knows ! it is but as a tomb, Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...would say, this poet lies, Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces. So should my papers, yellowed with their age, Be scorned, like old men of less... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 364 pagina’s
...Though yet, Heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice ; — in it, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 424 pagina’s
...Fair—beauty. The word is uscd in the same sense in the • Counterfeit—portrait. ISth Sonnet. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces. Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue ; So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1856 - 800 pagina’s
...characters, these lines from Shakspcarc's sonnets : So shall my papers, yellowed with their age, Be scorned like old men of less truth than tongue ; And your true rights be termed a poet's rage, The stretched metre of an antique song. G was a traitor to Church and State,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 336 pagina’s
...Though yet, Heaven knows, it is but as a tomb, Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh...be term'da poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time. You should live twice ; — in it, and... | |
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If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would... 
