 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 thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth...  The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems - الصفحة 769بواسطة William Shakespeare - 1860عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 342
..." 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,...black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such Ere, That on the ashes of his youth doth... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 552
..." 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,...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 of his youth doth... | |
 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 564
..." 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...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 of his youth doth... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...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, thai seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 622
...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 tuch fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...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 tuch fire, That on the ashes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...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,...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 of his youth doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 654
...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,...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 of his youth doth... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...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,...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 of his youth doth... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 570
..." 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...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 of his youth doth... | |
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