 My prime of youth is but a frost of cares; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done.  The Eclectic Review - Página 579editado por - 1818Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1908 - 864 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; , And now I live, and now my life is donel The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung: The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green;... | |
 | 1909 - 448 páginas
...but a field of tares, And all my good is but vain hope of gain. To day is fled and yet I saw no sun, My spring is past and yet it hath not sprung. The fruit is dead and yet the leaf is green. My youth is past and yet I am not young. I saw the world and yet I was not seen. My... | |
 | Oswald John Fredeick Crawford - 1910 - 220 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares ; And all my good is but vain hope of gain : The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun ; And now I live, and now my life is done! The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung ; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green :... | |
 | 1915 - 488 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done! The spring is past, and yet it is not sprung; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green; My youth... | |
 | Edward Bliss Reed - 1912 - 638 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares ; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun, And now I live, and now my life is done."1 In the sonnets of Ronsard there is much that is purely imitative of the Italians, yet his latest... | |
 | 1918 - 2030 páginas
...feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of com is but a field of tares; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done! The spring is past, and yet it is not sprung; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green; My youth... | |
 | Edmund H. Fellowes - 1920 - 698 páginas
...hope of gain. My life is fled, and yet I saw no sun ; And now I live, and now my life is done. The Spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung ; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green ; My youth is gone, and yet I am but young ; I saw the world, and yet I was not seen. My thread... | |
 | Edmund H. Fellowes - 1920 - 712 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares ; And all my goods is but vain hope of gain. The day is past, and yet I saw no sun ; And now I live, and now my life is done. Chidiock Tichborne xviii IN deep distress to live without delight, Were such a life as few I think... | |
 | John Drinkwater - 1922 - 288 páginas
...corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done! The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green; My... | |
 | Eva Mabel Tenison - 1923 - 392 páginas
...Elizabethan poetry, his last poem, on the eve of his execution, naturally recurs to memory : " The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung ; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green ; My youth is gone, and yet I am but young ; I saw the world, and yet I was not seen ; My... | |
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