O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And... The Works of William Shakespeare - Trang 44bởi William Shakespeare - 1909Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
| William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 trang
...that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ay me ! Rom, She speaks : 70 O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 trang
...upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul, Ah me ! Rom. She speaks :— O, speak again, bright angel...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 trang
...her-hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. . . . Ah me! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel!...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wohd'ring eyes Of mortals, .that fall back to gaze on him, . When he bestrides .the lazy-pacing clouds.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 trang
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel!...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 trang
...I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks:— 0, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 trang
...regarded the sufferings of lovers as objects rather of mirth than pity. P. 58.— 58.— 399. Rom. O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white uptnrn'd wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 trang
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ah me ! ROOT. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 trang
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 trang
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks ? — O, speak again, bright angel...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 trang
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that, hand, That I might touch that cheek j) Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks :— O, speak again, bright angel...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,... | |
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