 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pàgines
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. .//(/. Yon light is not d.ay-light,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 pàgines
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Befieve me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. ) streak; Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 pàgines
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : lid leve me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streak Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pàgines
...will make a desperate tender u.;u '-.. I JULIET^ EVSKY JU.cT.nr. Stands tip-toe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone, and live ; or stay, and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light, I know it well ; It is some meteor, that the sun exhales, To be to thee this night a torch-bearer, And light... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pàgines
...yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, itwas the nightingale. Stands tip-toe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone, and live ; or stay, and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light, I know it well ; It is some meteor, that the sun exhales, To be to thee this night a torch-bearer, And light... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 482 pàgines
...which was erected on the old English stage. Mutane. Believe, me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 pàgines
...supposition. It-is ohserved of the nightingale, that, Believe, me, love, it was the nightingale. JKom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn. No nightingale...severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are hurnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must he gone and live, or stay... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 pàgines
...which was erected on the old English stage. Maloae. Believe, me, love, it was the nightingale. #07n. It was the lark, the herald of the morn. No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do late tlle severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are hurnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pàgines
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree :9 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; ' Nighty she sings on yon pomegranate tree .•] This is not merely a... | |
 | Richard Hurd - 1811 - 380 pàgines
...description of tire morning with the same image, but expressed in a very different manner. Look what streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are put out: and JOCUND DAY STANDS TIPTOE ON THE MISTY MOUNTAINS TOP. The reader, no doubt, pronounces... | |
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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... 
