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Страница 315 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
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Страница 315 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow : And yet, to times in hope5 my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
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| Наслов | Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, Том 7 Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, Jeannette Leonard Gilder |
| Уредник | Jeannette Leonard Gilder |
| Издавач | Christian Herald, 1910 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Харвард |
| Дигитализовано | 26 феб 2008 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |