| William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 trang
...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 trang
...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...severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; ' Nighty she sings on yon pomegranate... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 trang
...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...severing clouds in yonder east ; Night's candles are burnt out, andjocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops: I must be gone and live, or stay... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 trang
...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...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 stay... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 440 trang
...pomegranate tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Hum. It was die lark, the herald of the moru, ."No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks...lace .the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candlei are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I mnst lie gone and... | |
| DR. JOHNSON - 1812 - 480 trang
...Nightly on yon pomegranate-tree she sings. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Mar.jun. Oh ! 'twas the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Of light embroider all the cloudy east. Night's candles ar« burnt out, and jocund day Upon the mountain-tops... | |
| 1813 - 410 trang
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO: It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale:...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 stay... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1813 - 480 trang
...ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : 2 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROM. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale:...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 stay... | |
| Thomas Otway, Thomas Thornton - 1813 - 420 trang
...Nightly on yon pomegranate-tree she sings. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Mar.Jim. Oh! 'twas the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Of light embroider all the cloudy east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Upon the mountain-tops... | |
| Thomas Otway - 1813 - 416 trang
...Nightly on yon pomegranate-tree she sings. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Mar.jutt. Oh! 'twas the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Of light embroider all the cloudy oust . Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Upon the mountain-tops... | |
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