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" That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... "
Caractères et paysages - Page 248
by Philarète Chasles - 1833 - 417 pages
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volume 5

Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 746 pages
...thou may'st in me behold Wheu yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me then seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night...
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Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pages
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by blaok night doth...
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Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pages
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Volume 45

English literature - 1835 - 564 pages
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, "Which, by and by, black night...
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The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal, Volume 5

1823 - 608 pages
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 5

1823 - 622 pages
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black night doth...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal

English literature - 1823 - 598 pages
...thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. • Jn me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the West, Which by and by black...
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The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 pages
...thou may'st in me behold ' When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volume 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pages
...thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volume 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pages
...thou may'st in me behold U In n yellow leaves, or none, or few, do bang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fudetu in the west, Which by and by black night doth...
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