| Sir Egerton Brydges - 1822 - 536 страници
...ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me , love , it was the nightingale. Bon. It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale : look , love , what envious streaks Do lace llie severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out ; and jocund Day Stands tiptoe... | |
| 1824 - 572 страници
...delivered the following beautiful passage with much anxious and tender feeling, '. ;•,' .'.. . . " It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what eavious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east ; Nights' candles are burnt out^ and jocund... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 414 страници
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun exhales, To be to thee... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 страници
...; » t Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : 9 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun exhales, To be to thee... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 страници
...ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love it was the nightingale. Rom. It w;i the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale :...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,... | |
| 1837 - 540 страници
...tiresome," exclaimed Marie Antoinette. CHAPTER VI. Sun-rise. • * • What envious streaks Do lure the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles...jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. Shakspeare. Love to her car, was but a name, Combin'd with vanity and shame ; Her hopes, her fears,... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 страници
...yon pomegranate tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald'of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious...mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I: It is some meteor that the sun exhales, To be to thee... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 страници
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Bom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 страници
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It WAS the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 страници
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale....clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, atv.l jocund day Stands tip-toe on the mi*ty mountain tops ; I must be gone and hve, or stay and die.... | |
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