 | Ethan Hawke - 1997 - 210 pāgines
...left the window. I couldn't see them anymore but I didn't care. I was feeling better. "SEE, HOW SHE LEANS HER CHEEK UPON HER HAND! O, THAT I WERE A GLOVE UPON THAT HAND, THAT I MIGHT TOUCH THAT CHEEK!" I was hoping that I was accidentally describing her position with perfect accuracy. "O, SPEAK AGAIN,... | |
 | Stephen Gregg - 1997 - 44 pāgines
...through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! " EMILY. "Ay me!" JASON. "She speaks:— O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 pāgines
...Who is already sick and pale with grief That thou her maid art far more fair than she. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! [Many of Romeo's lines early in the play, beautiful as they are, are considered by some critics to... | |
 | Laura Crockett - 1997 - 88 pāgines
...having some business, do entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres till they returnSee, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek." Did you read that out loud? If not, go back now and read it aloud, preferably, to someone who will... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 1997 - 438 pāgines
...through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! O, speak again, bright angel; for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged... | |
 | Joe Calarco - 1999 - 84 pāgines
...how she leans her cheek upon her hand. (Student 1 again begins to climb up the fabric to Student 2.) O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek. STU. 2 (J). Ay me. (Student 2 runs away with his end of the fabric.) STU. 1 (R). She speaks. 0 speak... | |
 | Ray Leslee, Kenneth Welsh - 1998 - 44 pāgines
...that birds do sing and think that it were not night.... See how she leans her cheek upon her hand? Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek! FEMALE SINGER. I wonder you will still be talking, Signer.... Nobody marks you. FOOL. She gives me... | |
 | Robert J. Mrazek - 2000 - 244 pāgines
...reply. I summoned my courage and said with all the feeling I could give the words, " 'See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek.' ' Aside from the rain striking the shutters, there was complete silence for at least a full minute.... | |
 | Carol Rawlings Miller - 2001 - 84 pāgines
...art far more fair than she. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! JULIET: Ay me! ROMEO: She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night,... | |
 | David Hirson - 2001 - 372 pāgines
...sing and think it were not night. Maurice peers behind Dennett, who half-turns to look. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!" Pause. (Like an excited boy) We had our first run-through yesterday. DENNETT Forgive me, Maurice, but... | |
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Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. 
