Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, When beauty lived and died as flowers do now, Before the ba... [查看全文]
Ah! wherefore with infection should he live, And with his presence grace impiety, That sin by him advanta... [查看全文]
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing tr... [查看全文]
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How wi... [查看全文]
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometim... [查看全文]
Against my love shall be, as I am now, With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn; When... [查看全文]
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul and all my every part; And for this sin there... [查看全文]
Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slu... [查看全文]
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing ... [查看全文]
If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled, Which, labouri... [查看全文]