 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 psl.
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night ? Dost... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 psl.
...contend. And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And...hope, my verse shall stand Praising Thy worth, despite his cruel hand. W. Shakespeare Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 psl.
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. s0. Of these eleven stanzas nine are consecutive in the original, being numbered... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 570 psl.
...his glory fight, And Time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish get on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. 60. Of these eleven stanzas nine are consecutive in the original, being numbered... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 psl.
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give... | |
 | Treasury - 1872 - 166 psl.
...hire a guide for the next stage, which brought him to the city of Chalons-surMarne. TIME. SMOLLETT. LIKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. SHAKESPEARE. JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your... | |
 | Book - 1872 - 326 psl.
...forwards do contend. Nativity once in the main of light* Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. In another sonnet Shakespeare exquisitely images his own last days, as he imagines them. That time... | |
 | John Dennis - 1873 - 280 psl.
...in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564 1616. TIME POWERLESS AGAINST SONG. LIKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Wlt.MAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564 1616, NIGHT' WATCHES. Is it thy will, thy image should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 580 psl.
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. LXI. Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 602 psl.
...main of light Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned. Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory light, And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time...hope, my verse shall stand Praising thy worth, despite his cruel baud. SHAKSPEAKE. GOOD OMENS. NOT mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world... | |
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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... 
