| Masson - 1995 - 228 pages
...seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
| G. Wilson Knight - 2002 - 256 pages
...that it may be. He starts a sonnet with 'To me, fair friend, you never can be old', but continues : Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceiv'd. (104) Can both be true? One way or another, we shall surely come up against the... | |
| J. B. Leishman - 2005 - 264 pages
...Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.1 Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceiv'd; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
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