 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pàgines
...yet she says nothing ; What of that ? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. — I am too bold, 't is not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in...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 - 1843 - 450 pàgines
...her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars , As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so...not night. See , how she leans her cheek upon her band ! 0 ! that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek. Jut. Ah me! limn. She... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 338 pàgines
...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 says...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that cheek ! Ju. Ah me ! Ro. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pàgines
...her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes v v v v v vaw band ! O! that I were a glove upon that hand,'' That I might touch that cheek. Jul. Ah me! , Rom. She... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pàgines
...! The brightness of her check would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in hcnv'n oets lay 1 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek I Jvl. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pàgines
...I The brightness of her cheek would shame those stan, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in heav'n o p litr check upon her hand 1 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek I .lui.... | |
 | 1847 - 526 pàgines
...as the bright sun glorifies the sky, So is her face illumin'd by her eye. SHAKSPEARE. 3. Her eyes, in heaven, Would through the airy region stream so...That birds would sing, and think it were not night. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Her eyes, like marygold, had sheath'd their light, And, canopied in darkness, sweetly... | |
 | 1847 - 540 pàgines
...as the bright sun glorifies the sky, So is her face illumin'd by her eye. SHARSPEARE. 3. Her eyes, in heaven, Would through the airy region stream so...That birds would sing, and think it were not night. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Her eyes, like marygold, had sheath'd their light, And, canopied in darkness, sweetly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 pàgines
...she were!— She speaks, yet she says nothing ; what of that ? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! 1 am too bold; 'tis not to me... | |
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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,... 
