 The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon...  Poems - Стр. 128авторы: Sir Henry Wotton - 1815 - Страниц: 136Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - Страниц: 456
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - Страниц: 382
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cup, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Страниц: 756
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy bed of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies : Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move,... | |
 | 1808 - Страниц: 506
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses. Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten—- In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 512
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy (owns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cup, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs; All these in me no means can move... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - Страниц: 386
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move,... | |
 | William Barker Daniel - 1813 - Страниц: 568
...Spring, but Sorrow's Fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of Roses, Thy cap, thy Kirtle, and thy Posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In Folly ripe, in Reason rotten. Thy belt of Straw, and ivy Buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move,... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - Страниц: 616
...with me, and be my love.* Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - Страниц: 490
...spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy bed» of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy bell of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber stud?, ELEGANT EXTRACTS, All these to... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - Страниц: 624
...me, and be my lore«' Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs ; All these in me no means can move... | |
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