...youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held. SHAKSPEARE. 3. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after...away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. SHAKSPEARE. 5. Old as...

...youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held. SHAKSPEARE. 3. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after...away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. SHAKSPEARE. 5. Old as...

...When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare min'd torious and tyrannical duncery no free and splendid wit can flourish. Neither do I A« after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self,...

...That time of year thou may'st in me b«hold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those in love with Cleopatra. All his curiosities bang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth ill the west, Which by and...

...— she felt certain that the right lay where she wished it to lie, with Augusta Darby. CHAPTER XVI. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west. SHAKSPEAKE. THE next person who came to consult with Joan Grant was Mr. Vavasour himself. He came in,...

...!—she felt certain that the right lay where she wished it to lie, with Augusta Darby. CHAPTER LI. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west." SHAKSPEARE. THE next person who came to consult with Joan Grant was Mr. Vavasour himself. He came in,...

...72. That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou scest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...

...— That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those 0c sorst the twilight of such day, As after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth...

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...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shako against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadcth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up...