 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - Страниц: 116
...all-triumphant splendour on my brow, But, out, alack ! he was but one hour mine ; The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love...of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth. i, blow, thou winter wind. BLOW, blow thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - Страниц: 868
...all-triumphant splendour on my brow ; But, out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud A thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so...\Atide.~] It goes on, I see, As my soul prompts it. Aud make me travel forth without my cloak, • — ЧМп in Лее lief] Old copy, " — in there."... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1864 - Страниц: 210
...With all-triumphant splendour on my brow, But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine ; The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now ; Yet him for this my...of the world may stain, when Heaven's Sun staineth. SHAKESPEARE. THE SURRENDER. JY once dear love, hapless that I no more Must call thee so : the rich... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - Страниц: 184
...With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out ! alack! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love...in my way, Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke ? 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break, To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1868 - Страниц: 626
...love no whit disdaineth ; '• Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth. •*'J XXXTV. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make...in my way, Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke ? "Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break, To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - Страниц: 624
...With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love...of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth. Xs XXXIV. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - Страниц: 362
...With all triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love...of the world may stain, when heaven's sun staineth. SONNET XXXV. No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains... | |
 | 1884 - Страниц: 410
...— doch die Stellen aus Gentl. und John. In Richard III. finden wir Anklänge an folgende Sonette: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make...travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds overtake me in my way. Sonn. 34. When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks. R. III. II, 3, 32.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - Страниц: 412
...With all triumphant splendour on my brow; But out! alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love...in my way, Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke ? 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break, To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - Страниц: 500
...all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'cl him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit...in my way, Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke ? 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break, To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no... | |
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... basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant... 
