 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 páginas
...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,...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 páginas
..." 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...Which, by and by, black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | 1835 - 746 páginas
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs that shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thon seest the glowing of such fire That on the ashes... | |
 | 1835 - 742 páginas
...that shake against the com, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest fhe twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the plowing of such fire That on the ashes... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1836 - 382 páginas
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...Which by and by black night doth take away. Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire As on the ashes... | |
 | Garland - 1836 - 246 páginas
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, — Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou...Which, by and by, black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire That on the ashes... | |
 | Samuel Astley Dunham - 1837 - 418 páginas
...— " That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, a few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruin'd choirs,...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all the rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 páginas
...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,...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | Charles Armitage Brown - 1838 - 328 páginas
...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,...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest." This is true as contrasted with the fresh youth of his friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 páginas
...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,...Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
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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 see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... 
