 | Carl Karpf - 1869 - 204 páginas
...is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound:...love as rare As any she belied with false compare. Sonett 131. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1870 - 740 páginas
...there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, — yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; I grant I never taw a goddess go,— My mistress, when she walks, tread* on the ground : And yet, by Heaven I think... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 páginas
...there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress recks. I love to hear her speak, — yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground . • — tliose jack§,— 1 The keys of a spinnet or virginal were termed "jacks." b — ihyjinycrs... | |
 | William Minto - 1874 - 518 páginas
...is there more delight, Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...Heaven, I think my love as rare As any she, belied by false compare." He is no tame admirer and adorer, seeing nothing in his mistress but perfection... | |
 | William Minto - 1874 - 506 páginas
...is there more delight, Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...Heaven, I think my love as rare As any she, belied by false compare." He is no tame admirer and adorer, seeing nothing in his mistress but perfection... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 840 páginas
...there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, — yet bely'd with false compare. C'XXXL Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly... | |
 | Thomas Whitcombe Greene - 1876 - 340 páginas
...seen his lady shal he never mo. — CHAUCER. Ride more than thou goest. SHAKSPEABE, King Lear, i. 4. I grant I never saw a Goddess go ; My mistress when she walks treads on the ground. FLETCHER. One while the little foot-page went, Another while he ran. — Old Ballad. I told you in... | |
 | Richard Jefferies - 1877 - 306 páginas
...beginning — My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ; Coral is far more red than her lips' red. ***** And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare, when the sound of horse's hoofs made him look up. A lady, riding on a black horse, had entered the... | |
 | Richard Jefferies - 1877 - 292 páginas
...beginning — My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ; Coral is far more red than her lips' red. ***** And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare, when the sound of horse's hoofs made him look up. A lady, riding on a black horse, had entered the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - 730 páginas
...is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak ; yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...art. As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel 5 For well thou know'st, to my dear, doting heart, Tnou art the fairest and most precious jewel. Yet,... | |
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And yet by heaven I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. 
