 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 oldal
...and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine Ear, Nightly ftie fings on yond Pomgranate Tree, Believe me Love, it was the Nightingale. Rom....Nightingale. Look, Love, what envious Streaks Do lace the fevering Clouds in yonder Eaft: Night's Candles are burnt our, and jocund Day Stands tiptoe on the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 oldal
...not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear : Nightly flie fings on yond pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the Nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 oldal
...and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly fhe fings on yond pomgranate tree; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. (8) Look, love, what envious ftreaks Dd (7) /i wai, &c. The poets abound with numberlefs fimilie«... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 oldal
...and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly Ihe fings on yon pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ; Night's candles are burnt our, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 oldal
...and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly Ihe fings on yon pomgranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 oldal
...and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly (he fings on yon pomgranate tree": Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreakj Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder ea(t : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 oldal
...nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear} Nightly fhe fings on yond' pomegranate tree; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale....the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale, (n) Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do (10) Iiwns, &c.J The poets abound with numberlefs fimilies... | |
 | Martin Sherlock - 1781 - 260 oldal
...That pierc'd the fearful- hollow of thine ear ; Nightly fhc lings on yon pomegranate tree ; Eelieve me, Love, it was the nightingale. ROM. It was the...herald of the. morn, No nightingale. Look, Love, what enviouj. ftreaks Do lace the. fevering clouds in yonder Eaft : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 oldal
...ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Hiij Rom. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder cast : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountains' tops; I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 oldal
...wink, Thit pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly (he fings on yon pomegranate tree T : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It...the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious ilreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : flight's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the 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... 
