 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1868 - 626 pages
...those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did .play : XCIX. '1 The forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief,...dy'd. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 pages
...those: Yet seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. SONNET XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief,...smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride When on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 500 pages
...were but sweet, but figures of delight,<48) Drawn after you, — you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow...dy'd. The lily I condemned for thy hand ; And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One(49) blushing shame, another... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1867 - 366 pages
...of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : The forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief,...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 pages
...They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow...Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd. The lily... | |
 | Gerald Massey - Sonnets, English - 1866 - 624 pages
...play. The forward Violet thus did I chide : — ' Sweet thief! whence didst thou steal thy sweet tlutt smells If not from my Love's breath ? the purple pride...dwells, In my Love's veins thou hast too grossly- dyed!' 1 The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair ; ' The roses... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - English literature - 1866 - 540 pages
...plus cher •ami, qu'il a présenté chez elle et qu'elle veut séduire. The forward violet thus I did chide : « Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy...not from my love's breath? The purple pride, Which ou thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd. » The lily... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 402 pages
...They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow...these did play : xcix. The forward violet thus did 1 chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that Which on thy soft cheek for complexion... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - Hermetic philosophers in literature - 1866 - 298 pages
...it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play: Vide Sonnets 20, 44, 53. XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide: — Sweet...grossly dy'd. The lily I condemned for thy hand ; And huds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 pages
...of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : The forward violet thus did I chide : — Sweet thief,...complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully... | |
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The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? 
