...of youth in every thing; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds , nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep Termillion in the rose: They were bat sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of...

...of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. O FOII my sake do you with fortune chide, The guilty goddess...

...of youth in every thing; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play : XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide;— Sweet thief,...

...of youth in every thing; That heavy Saturn langh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, yon pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these...

...laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell,...delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. LOVE UNALTERABLE....

...spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, 78 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. MY love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though...

...of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you...

...of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were, tho' sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter...

...of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were, tho' sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, yon pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter...

...of youth in every thing ; That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour...deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but patterns of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still ; and, you...