 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 halaman
...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. Ah me! Rum. She speaks— O speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 halaman
...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. Ah me ! . Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | Catherine George Mason - 1818 - 262 halaman
...no means the approaches of a bold libertine, though he exclaimed, in a theatrical tone—" Oh that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek !" and added, while he seated himself beside her — " Lady, by yon blessed moon, I swear — " but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 414 halaman
...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. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 halaman
...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. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 halaman
...hirds would sing, and think it were not night See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! 0, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! J»l. Ah me ! Hum. She speaks : — 0, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 halaman
...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. '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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 halaman
...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. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 halaman
...were those eyes in heaven, They would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were the morn. — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks,... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 halaman
...night, And pay no worship to the garish sun. 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, she, that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay this debt of love but to a brother, How will... | |
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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. 
