 | Thomas Otway - 1813 - 416 pàgines
...till thou remember'st why. Lav. The morning's breaking ; I would have thee gone ; And yet no farther than a wanton's bird. That lets it hop a little from her hand, To pull it by it's fetters back again. Mar.jun. Would I were thine ! Lav. Indeed and so would I : Yet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 pàgines
...I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. .li.iL 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk... | |
 | 1816 - 782 pàgines
...•Swift. * To HOP. vn [bofpan, Sax. happen, Dutch.] x. To jump; to fltip lightly. . n , , .. . r' I" would have thee gone, '• And yet no further than a wanton's bird, ' That lets it bop a little from her band, .- Aii J with a lilk thread plucks it back again. Sbakejpeart, Go, bop... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pàgines
...And I 'll still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. Jul. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves 4, And with a silk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 538 pàgines
...has just promised every gratification that youth and beauty could bestow. STEEVENS. JUL. Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 414 pàgines
...shall forget, to have thee still stand thel-e : Rememb'ring how I love thy company. Jul. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pàgines
...And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. Jul. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 pàgines
...And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. Jul. 'Tis almost morning ; I would have thee gone; And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pàgines
...! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be to-morrow. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone : And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pàgines
...And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. <ul. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird ; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,6 And with a silk... | |
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Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. 
