 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pàgines
...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...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 - 1824 - 512 pàgines
...already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she : Be not her maid,J 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 ! (1) Alluding to the old ballad of the king and the beggar. (2) This... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pàgines
...What of that ? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. — I am too bold, 'tis not to me she »peaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having...upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that check ! (1) Alluding to the old ballad of the king and the beggar. (2) This... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pàgines
...brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her eye in heaven Would throwgh the airy region stream so bright, That birds would...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 - 1826 - 642 pàgines
...already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she : Be not her maid1, 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 - 1826 - 540 pàgines
...she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it; cast it offIt is my lady; O, it is my love: O, that she knew she...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 thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pàgines
...twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ? The brightuess of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight...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 - 1827 - 658 pàgines
...says nothing; What of that; Her eye discourses, I will answer it. — I am too bold, 'tis not to n;ie she speaks; Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,...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 thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 pàgines
...of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eye in heaven "Would through (.he airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing,...upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! JuL Ah, me! Horn. She speaks! O, speak again, bright angel! for thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pàgines
...were there, they in her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight dolh a lamp ; her eye in heaven Would through the airy...bright, . That birds would sing, and think it were not nighV See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might... | |
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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,... 
