| Robert Southey - 1831 - 1038 páginas
...sierre as causer of my fate. And when the sunne hath eke the darke opprest, And brought the day, it doth nothing abate The trauailes of mine endlesse smart...a cause to bost : For if I founde, some time that I have sought, Those sierres by whom I trusted of the port, My sailcs do fall and I advance right nought... | |
| Henry Howard (earl of Surrey.) - 1870 - 264 páginas
...my chance appear to plain. And in my mind I measure pace by pace, To seek the place where I myself had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In seeming slack that knitteth ever most : But never yet the travail of my thought, Of better state, could... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 páginas
...place, Lest by my chere my chaunce appeare to playne : And in my mynde I measure pace by pace, To seeke the place where I my self had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In sehiyng slacke, that knitteth ever most. But never yet the travayll of my thought Of better state,... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 páginas
...place, Lest by my chere my chaunce appeare to playne : And in my mynde I measure pace by pace, To seeke the place where I my self had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In semyng slacke, that knitteth ever most. But never yet the travayll of my thought Of better state, could... | |
| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...place, Lest by my chere my chaunce appeare to playne : And in my mynde I measure pace by pace, To seeke the place where I my self had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In semyng slacke, that knitteth ever most. But never yet the travayll of my thought Of better state, could... | |
| Richard Chenevix Trench - 1859 - 260 páginas
...more proper sense of a snare. And in my mind I measure pace by pace, To seek the place where I myself had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace In seeming slack, that knitteth ever most. Surrey, The Restless State of a Lover. Yet if the polype can... | |
| Mrs. A. T. Thomson - 1862 - 360 páginas
...plaiuc, And in my mind I mesure pace by pace. To seke the place where I myself had lost ; That day, when I was tangled in the lace, In seming slack that knitteth ever most. So, if I seke, how I do finde my sore j And if I flee, I carry with me still The venom'd shaft, which... | |
| Thomas Warton - 1870 - 1044 páginas
...plaine. And in my mynde I mesure, pace by pace, To seke the place where I myself had lost, That day, when I was tangled in the lace, In seming slack that knitteth ever most. Lo, if I seke, how I do finde my sore ! And if I flee, I carry with me still The venom'd shaft, which... | |
| A. Hoppe - 1871 - 500 páginas
...Restless State of a Lover: And in my mind I measure pace by pace, To seek the place where I myself had lost, That day that I was tangled "in the lace In seeming slack, that knitteth ever most. — Holland, Plutarch's Morals, p. 973: Yet if the polype can... | |
| Sir Thomas Wyatt - 1880 - 622 páginas
...my chance appear too plain. And in my mind I measure pace by pace, To seek the place where I myself had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In seeming slack, that knitteth ever most. But never yet the travail of my thought, Of better state, could... | |
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