And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this... The Secret Drama of Shakespeare's Sonnets - Page 212by Gerald Massey - 1888 - 482 pagesFull view - About this book
| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage: Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants crests and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
| Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 746 pages
...presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Mow with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks...fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I 'II live in this poor rhyme, While he jnsults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And ttiiiu in this... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage : Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...rhyme, , While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Aesthetics - 1817 - 316 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall rind thy monument, When tyrant's crests, and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Aesthetics - 1817 - 326 pages
...eclipse endur'd, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...this most balmy time My Love looks fresh: and DEATH tome subscribes ! Since spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pages
...endur'd 4, And the sad augurs mock their own presage 5 ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes6: 1 They had not SKILL enough your worth to sing:] The old copy has : " They had not stiU enough."... | |
| English literature - 1823 - 598 pages
...The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims...poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crest and tombs of brass are spent.... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 598 pages
...The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims...Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While ne insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants'... | |
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