 | Colin Bingham - 2006 - 428 páginas
...lady, were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day But at my back, I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in the marble... | |
 | David Ewing Duncan - 2009 - 294 páginas
...mid-seventeenth-century poem written by Andrew Marvell about growing old, "To His Coy Mistress": But at my back I always hear, Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall be no more found, Nor, in thy marble... | |
 | Terry Eagleton - 2006 - 193 páginas
...Questions of tone crop up again in these celebrated lines from Andrew Marvell's 'To His Coy Mistress': But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble... | |
 | Robin Malan - 2007 - 316 páginas
...age should show your heart. For, Lady, you deserve this state, Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, Nor, in thy marble... | |
 | Daniel Tobin, Pimone Triplett - 2008 - 314 páginas
...age should show your heart. For, lady, you deserve this state Nor -would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found Nor, in thy marble... | |
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But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. 
