The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes To have my love to bed and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping... Bottom the weaver. ed. by J.O. Halliwell - Страница 29по William Shakespeare - 1860Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
| William Shakespeare - 1600 - 98 страници
...humblc-bccs, And, for night-tapers, crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck...butterflies, To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes : •_••.:.. Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies. Peas. Hail, mortal ! • • .' ;. Cob.... | |
| Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 страници
...Humble-Bees, And for Night-Tapers crop their waxen Thighs, And light them at the fiery Gloworms Eyes ; • And pluck the Wings from painted Butterflies, To fan the Moon-beams from their fleeping Eyes. Sfak. (Midfummer NighSt Dretm. Robin GtadfeUnv. I fright the Maidens of the Villages,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1733 - 600 страници
...waxen thighs^ And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes$ To have my love to bed, and to arile : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping eyes j Nod to him, elves, and do him courtefies. I Fair. Hail, mortal, hail! 2. Fair. Hail... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1745 - 582 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his Qeeping eyes, Nod to him, elves, and do him courtefies. 1 Fat. Hail, mortal, hail ! 2 Fat. Hail ! 3... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 550 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes^ To have my love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping Eye* ; Nod to him elves, and do him courtefies. 1 Fair. Hail, mortal, hail ! 2 Fair. Hail... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 576 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my .love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping Eyes j Nod to him elves, and do him courtefies. 1 Fair. Hail, mortal, hail ! 2 Fair. HaiJ!-?r—... | |
| Joseph Warton - 1762 - 362 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping eyes.. If it fhould be thought, that Shakefpeare has the merit of being the firft who afligned... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1768 - 676 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, * To have my love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his flee ping eyes; Nod to him, elves, and do him curtefies. 1 Fair. Hail, mortal, hail ! 2 Fair. Hail!... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1773 - 474 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, * To have my love to bed, and to arife : And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping eyes ; Nod to him, elves, and do him courtefics. 1 Fair. Hail, mortal, hail \ 1 2 Fair. Hail... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1787 - 694 страници
...waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To ' have my love to bed, and to arife; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his fleeping eyes : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtefies. 1 Fair. Hail, mortal, hail! 2 Fair. Hail!... | |
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