 Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever...  Century Monthly Magazine - 232 psl.redagavo - 1927Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1886 - 626 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. He seems to sign the sovereign edict with his own right royal signature at the close of this fervent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1887 - 334 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. UX.VU. Accufe me thus : that I have fcanted all Wherein I ftiould your great deferts repay, Forgot... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1887 - 888 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. cxvn. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay, Forgot upon... | |
 | David M. Main - 1886 - 342 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. ' I ''HE expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action ; and till action, lust Is perjured,... | |
 | Frances Mayes - 2001 - 548 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. ODE TO THE WEST WIND (Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1792-1822) O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,... | |
 | Lena Tabori, Natasha Tabori Fried - 2001 - 108 psl.
...alters not with his briel hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge 01 doom. II this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Letters between Winston Churchill and his wife, Clementine NcvanbarsS, 1915 To Winston . . . But when... | |
 | Daphne Rose Kingma - 2002 - 222 psl.
...alters not with its brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. — William Shakespeare 1 Corinthians 1 3 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and... | |
 | Gregory Orr - 2002 - 250 psl.
...Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. The star, his metaphor for perfect love, doesn't change, doesn't even move. Serenely above it all,... | |
 | Elizabeth Pepper - 2002 - 52 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks. But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Speaking of Love Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 psl.
...alters not with his brief hours and weeks But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. The Flea lohn Donne (English; 1572-1631) Holy Sonnet XIV lohn Donne Mark but this flea, and mark in... | |
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