 | George Fletcher (essayist.) - 1847 - 418 oldal
...Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say, It lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...Although I joy In thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night ; It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, tha Ray it lightens. Sweet, good-night 1 This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1850 - 398 oldal
...in the balcony scene — I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, Too like the lightning which doth cease to be Ere one can say it lightens. This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we... | |
 | Richard Henry Dana - 1850 - 484 oldal
...growth of arbitrary institutions. Bring mankind to a level. How like would prove their condition to " the lightning, which doth cease to be, ere one can say, It lightens ! " — circumstances under the whole surface forcing up some, and sinking others, in every... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 oldal
...although I joy in theft. I have no joy in this contract of to-night: It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden: Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 oldal
...Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.* Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 oldal
...Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 oldal
...Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night ; It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden, Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower,... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 oldal
...Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night ; It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden, Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 oldal
...although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-mght : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens. Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous... | |
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I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say —... 
