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... English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson - Pagina 158geredigeerd door - 1915 - 816 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which, by and by, black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by !] This thou... | |
| Garland - 1836 - 246 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As, after sun-set, fadeth in the west, Which, by and by, black night doth take...such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st,... | |
| François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1836 - 382 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As, after sunset, fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire As on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie; As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. Poena. 779 An... | |
| William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie ; As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. Poems. 779... | |
| Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceivest,... | |
| David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 364 pagina’s
...choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it doth expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st,... | |
| David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 714 pagina’s
...choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it doth expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st,... | |
| David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 370 pagina’s
...choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it doth expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st,... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 pagina’s
...where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st,... | |
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