 Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Page 349by William Shakespeare - 1895Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1775 - 290 pages
...Within his bending Tickle's compafs come : Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved, In Praife of bis Lout. I grant thou wert not marry'd to my mufe, And therefore may'ft without attaint... | |
 | Lyre - Love poetry, English - 1806 - 208 pages
...Within his bending sickle's compass come : Love alters not, with his brief hours and weeks. But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eye-lids through the weary night ? Dost thou desire... | |
 | Civilization - 1832 - 406 pages
...bending sickle's compass come, Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. HOLIDAY WALKS. MILTON, who passed the greater number of ais riper years in London, has thus, in the... | |
 | Robert Walsh - Serial publications - 1836 - 530 pages
...Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral poetry than this description of the master passion.*... | |
 | Album - 1841 - 158 pages
...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. SHAKSPERE. Look through mine eyes with thine. True wife, Round ray true heart thine arms entwine, My... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 pages
...Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and...proved ; — I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all, Wherein I should your great deserts repay ; Forgot upon your... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 pages
...Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and...deserts repay ; Forgot upon your dearest love to call, j .^ Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day ; __ •" f- ' { £ That I have frequent been with unknown... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pages
...Love alters not with his hrief hours and weeks, But hears it out even to the edge of doom. If this he error and upon me proved, I never writ nor no man...Forgot upon your dearest love to call, Whereto all honds do tie me day hy day -, That I have frequent heen with unknown minds, And given to time your... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 pages
...Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and...upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. — 116. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay; Forget... | |
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