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" When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for... "
The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - Page 64
by William Shakespeare - 1826 - 783 pages
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The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 45

1855
...among ourselves ? Before deciding too peremptorily, recall Shakspeare's lines — " TVhen I behold The summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ;'' and still more remarkably in a cognate subject-matter. There may be sermons in stones, and good...
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The works of William Shakspere. Knight's Cabinet ed., with ..., Volume 11

William Shakespeare - 1856
...shouldst print more, nor let that copy die. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all a silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...
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The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: Venus & Adonis. The rape of Lucrece ...

William Shakespeare - 1857
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time. And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the...beard ; — Then of thy beauty do I question make, That.thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 42

1857
...though it would not contend with the common herd of birds any longer. And here is tho other picture : " Summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard." — Sonnet 12. And be it remembered that all these scenes are not bits of mere description, but are...
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The Christian Examiner, Volume 67

Liberalism (Religion) - 1859
...in pensive imagery.: — " When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day hung in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...
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The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1860 - 40 pages
...see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls allb ; not to give it away to his daughters, and leave...So kind a father ! — Be my horses ready ? FOOL. tho wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they...
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The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1860
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the allb silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...
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The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1860
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the allb silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy...
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William Shakspere: A Biography

Charles Knight - Dramatists, English - 1860 - 553 pages
...his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything," '.o the last days of autumn, when he saw " The summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly board." A pleasanter residence than Stratford, independent of all the early associations which endeared...
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The Poetical Works of William Shakspeare and the Earl of Surrey

William Shakespeare - 1862 - 316 pages
...print more, nor let that copy die. XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the...herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves. Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and...
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