 Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say 'It lightens.  Reinventing Drama: Acting, Iconicity, Performanceper Bruce G. Shapiro - 1999 - 226 pàginesPrevisualització no disponible - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night ! . This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy he.art, as that within' my breast!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pàgines
...: It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden ; Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love by summer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower, when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, that doth cease to be, Ere one can say, it lightens. — Sweet, good night, This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower, when next we meet. Good night, good night As sweet repose and rest, Come to thy heart, as that within my breast.... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pàgines
...Too like the lightning, that doth cease to be, Ere one can say, it lightens. — Sweet, good night, This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower, when next we meet. Good night, good night As sweet repose and rest, Come to thy heart, as that within my breast.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 pàgines
...like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.1 Sweet, good night I2 This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart, as that within my breast!... | |
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