 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 страници
...they in her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars ; As day-light doth a lamp j her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream...See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ay me ! Rom, She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 страници
...already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she : Be not her maid,3 since she is envious ; Her vestal livery is but sick...upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul, Ah me ! Rom. She speaks :— O, speak again, bright angel ! for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страници
...already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she : Be not her maid,1 since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страници
...sick and green, And none but fools do wear it ; cast it off— It is my lady ; O, it is my love : 0, that she knew she were ! — She speaks, yet she says...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks:— 0, speak again, bright angel ! for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 страници
...not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return....her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ah me ! ROOT. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 страници
...already sick and pale with grief, ,That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious ; Her vestal livery is but sick...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 страници
...head? The bright nessofhcrcheekwouldshamcthosestan, As day-light doth a lamp : her eye in heaven \Vould through the airy region stream so bright, That birds...and think it were not night. See, how she leans her check upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That 1 might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ay... | |
 | Louisa Sidney Stanhope - 1808 - 278 страници
...station, till you revoke the $e&teuce. Nay, turn not thtiti ft oc away, for those eyes — i ; i " In Heaven Would through the airy region stream so...That birds would sing, and think it were not night." " Arise,, my lord/' exclaimed the indignant Antonia, " this unmeaning display of sentiment is both... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 страници
...waiiing -women yonder, — ." Steevent. Would through the airy region stream so hright, •That hirds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how...cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand,2 That I might touch that cheek!1 Jut. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks: — O., speak again, hright angel... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 482 страници
...Diana's waiting-women yonder, — ." Steevens. Would through the airy region stream so bright, That hirds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how...cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand,2 That I might touch that cheek!3 Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks :— O, speak again, bright anirel... | |
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tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,... 
