| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pàgines
...thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would, I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
| William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 pàgines
...! parting is such sweet sorrow, 'lliat I shall say — good night, 'till it be morrow. [AT//. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast !...were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will 1 to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [£«'/. SCENE III. A MONASTERY.... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pàgines
...silk thread pulls it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say, good night, 'till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ; Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest... | |
| Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pàgines
...silk thread pulls it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say, good night, 'till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ; Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1809 - 482 pàgines
...thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would, I were thy hird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Hom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 pàgines
...thread plucks it hack again, So loving-jealous of his liherty. Rom. I would, I were thy hird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it he morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy hreast ! — 'Would I were sleep and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pàgines
...thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would, I were thy bird. Jul, Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. {Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 440 pàgines
...such sweet (•• • , . . ... That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow, . , [£*«tRom. Sleep dwell upo'n thine eyes, peace in thy breast!...— 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest 1 Hence will I fo my ghostly father's cell: His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [Exit. a ,c... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1813 - 480 pàgines
...to whom Juliet has just promised every gratification that youth and beauty could bestow. STEEVENS. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. ROM. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 pàgines
...thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would, i were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon i him.: eyes, peace in thy breast!— SCENE III. FRIAR LAURENCE's Cell. Enter... | |
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