 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 wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails...  Romeo and Juliet - Pagina 22de William Shakespeare - 1839Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 pagini
...that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks. Oh, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...sight, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heav'n, Unto the white-upturned, wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 pagini
...I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! ,'/'/. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks. Ob, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...sight, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heav'n, Unto the white-upturned, wond'ring eyes OS mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 pagini
...chaste and fair," of Ben Jonson's beautiful hymn. That I might toueh that eheek ! JCL. Ah me ! ROM. She speaks : — 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 Uuto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 pagini
...upoivher hand ! O. that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Som. She speaks : — 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 upturn'd wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 pagini
...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 ! for thou art As glorious to this sight,3 being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned, wondering eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 pagini
...might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Horn. She speaks : — * Humid, moist. t A votary to Diana.' 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 upturn'd wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 pagini
...I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Som. She speaks : — * Humid, moist. t A votary to Diana. 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 upturn'd wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 pagini
...And trust no agent ; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood. MA ii. 1. She speaks : — 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 wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 446 pagini
...quarto, 1597. * eye : in later quartos and folio. 20* That 1 might touch1 that cheek. , Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : 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 wond'ring eyes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 pagini
...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! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes... | |
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