...the foregoing Sonnets, will shew the distinction on which we have insisted. Shakspeare. — Sonnet. ' That time of year thou mayest in me behold When yellow leaves or none or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold ; Bare ruin'd quires where late...

...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sun-bet fadeth in the west In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth...

...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...

...be compelled to exclaim witll the poet, in reference to this, generally speaking, gloomy season, " That time of year thou mayest in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang On those wild boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruined quires, where late...

...behold, When vellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs that shake against the com, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest fhe twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take...

...or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, if here late the sweet birds sang: In me thou seest the twilight of such day, Which by and by black night doth take away, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Death's second self,...

...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after gun-set fadeth in the west — — In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of...

..." 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." " // thou hadst not been born the worst of men, Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer."— Act IV.,...

...time of year thou mayst in me hehold, When yellow leaves, or none or few, do hang Upon those houghs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet hirds sang. In me thou scest the twilight of such day As after sun-set fadeth in the west ; Which hy...

...When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare min'd torious and tyrannical duncery no free and splendid wit can flourish. Neither do I A« after sun-set fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self,...