 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 pàgines
...the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine Ear, Nightly flie fings on yond Pomgranate Tree, Believe me Love, it was the Nightingale. Rom. It was...Nightingale. Look, Love, what envious Streaks Do lace the fevering Clouds in yonder Eaft: Night's Candles are burnt our, and jocund Day Stands tiptoe on the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 pàgines
...thine ear ; Nightly flie fmgs on yond pomgranate tree : Believe me, bve, it was the nightingale. Ram. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pàgines
...the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear : Nightly flie fings on yond pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the Nightingale. Rom. It...the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 pàgines
...the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly fhe fings on yond pomgranate tree; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It...the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. (8) Look, love, what envious ftreaks Dd (7) /i wai, &c. The poets abound with numberlefs fimilie«... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 pàgines
...Good-night. {Exeunt. SCENE VII. Thi Garden. inter Romeo and Juliet above at a window, a ladder of'Ropesfet. Rom. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreakt Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft; Night's candles are Durnt out, - and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pàgines
...the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly Ihe fings on yon pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It...the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ; Night's candles are burnt our, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pàgines
...the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly Ihe fings on yon pomgranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It...the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 pàgines
...It was the Nightingale, and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine car ; ' VV day : Rom. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ilicaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 pàgines
...the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly (he fings on yon pomgranate tree": Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It...the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreakj Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder ea(t : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or... 
