 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...sick and green, And none but fools do wear it ; cast it off. — It is my lady; O, it is my love: O, that she knew she were ! — . She speaks, yet she...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul, Ah me ! Rom. She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...but 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...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks:—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...sick and green, And none but fools do wear it ; cast it off— It is my lady; O, it is my love : O, that she knew she were! — She speaks, yet she says...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks:... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pàgines
...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....night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ah me ! ROOT. She speaks:... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pàgines
...sick and green, And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. — It is my lady ; O, it is my love : O, that she knew she were ! — She speaks, yet she says...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pàgines
...till they return; What if her eyes were there, they in her head ? The brightness of her cheek wotild shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her eye...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pàgines
...sick and green. And none but fools do wear it ; cast it off. — It is my lady ; O, it is my love : O, that she knew she were ! — She speaks, yet she says...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that, hand, That I might touch that cheek j) Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 pàgines
...What if her eyes were there, they in her head t The brightness of her cheek would shame those stare, As daylight doth a lamp ; her eye in heaven Would...not night See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! -O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 480 pàgines
...in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ? Thebrightnessof her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth...night. See, how she leans her 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... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pàgines
...cast it off — She speaks yet she says nothing ; whatof that? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. 1 am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the...As day-light doth a lamp; her eye in heaven, Would thro' the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, .and think it were not night. See, how... | |
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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. 
