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" That time of year 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. "
Characters of Shakespear's Plays - Page 352
by William Hazlitt - 1817 - 352 pages
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The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1864
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.h Therefore, D cm. AJack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Edited from the Folio ..., Volume 1

William Shakespeare - 1868
...That time of year 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...thou seest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadcth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up...
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Shaksperean gems, newly collected and arranged with a life of W. Shakspere ...

William Shakespeare - 1865
...But that wild music burthens every bough And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. SONNET CIII. Alack! what poverty my muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride,...
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Shakespeare's Sonnets

William Shakespeare - 1865 - 160 pages
...But that wild music burthens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. cm. Alack! what poverty my muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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The Poetical Works of William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1866 - 288 pages
...But that wild music burthens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. cm. Alack! what poverty my muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends ...

Gerald Massey - Sonnets, English - 1866 - 603 pages
...But that wild music burthens every bough And sweets grown common lose their dear delight! Therefore like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: Pericles. The two noble kinsmen. Venus and ...

William Shakespeare - 1866
...that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, h'ke her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. cm. Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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An easy English grammar, Volume 4

John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1866
...That lime of year 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. 7. Courage, poor heart of stone 1 I will not ask thee why Thou canst not understand That thou art left...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1867 - 332 pages
...Ģeģ That time of year 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 them seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie As the deathbed whereon...
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The History of English Literature: With an Outline of the Origin and Growth ...

William Spalding - English language - 1867 - 413 pages
...few of our other poets * WILLIAM SHAKSPEABE. A Sonnet. That lime of year thou maj'st in me behold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of §uch day When yellow leaves, or few, or none, do bang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,...
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