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" 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 ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth... "
The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighiere - Page 362
by Dante Alighieri - 1892
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The Book of the Sonnet, Volume 1

Leigh Hunt, Samuel Adams Lee - 1867 - 372 pages
...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 ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black...
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Inferno

Dante Alighieri - 1867 - 438 pages
...time of year thou mayst in it behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds Mng." The face of the youth is grave, as with the shadow of distant sorrow ; the face of the man is...
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Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...time of year thou may'st in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, — Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As, after sunset, fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black...
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AMONG MY BOOKS

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. A.M. - 1870 - 604 pages
...of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or few, or none, do hang Upon those boughs that shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." Or again : — ' ' From thee have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all...
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Among My Books

James Russell Lowell - 1898 - 396 pages
...of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or few, or none, do hang Upon those boughs that shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." Or again : — 44 From thce have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all...
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Niagara Index, Volume 52

1919 - 636 pages
...of year thou mayest in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs that shake against the cold, Bare, ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." Again, Summer with her fleecy clouds, her tints of sunlight, her forests green is no more. For "The...
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A Hand-book of English Literature Intended for the Use of High Schools, as ...

Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pages
...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, ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pages
...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 ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadetli in the west, Which by and by black...
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical ..., Volume 1

Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 pages
...time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs * U In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black...
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Short readings from English poetry, chosen and arranged with notes by H.A. Hertz

Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 pages
...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, ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. I n me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black...
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