 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 oldal
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom....parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say " Good ir'ght," till it be morrow. [Exit. Rum. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 oldal
...a little from her hand , Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves , And with a silk thread plucks it back again , So loving-jealous of his liberty....I would, I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I: Vet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Goodnight, goodnight: parting is such sweet sorrow, That... | |
 | James Stamford Caldwell - 1843 - 372 oldal
...be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun. Romeo. I would I were thy bird. Juliet. Sweet, so would I: Yet I should kill thee with much...cherishing. Good night, good night! parting is such sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [Exit. Romeo. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 338 oldal
...silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Ro. I would, I were thy bird. Jit. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Ro. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 oldal
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks Virtue. Sweet day ! во cool, so calm, so bright,...and sky ; The dews shall weep thy full to-night ; F will» much cherishing, (ïood-night, good-night : parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shiill say... | |
 | George Fletcher - 1847 - 416 oldal
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty !...sorrow, That I shall say good night, till it be morrow ! Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 oldal
...would, I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Ciood ime. [Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA. Rod. lago. lago....sleep. Rod. I will incontinently drown myself. lago. ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my good hap to tell. [Exit. SCENE... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...much cherishing. Good-night, good-night : parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good-night, rs ! Hence will I to my ghostly friars' close cell, His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [Exit.... | |
 | George Fletcher (essayist.) - 1847 - 418 oldal
...night, good night ! — Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night, till it be morrow ! Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast...— Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! At the risk even of wearisome repetition, we can liken the dramatic melody of this passage to nothing... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Лот. auties of expression in Browne, may be quoted the following eloquent definition : ' Good-night, good-night : parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good-night, till it be morrow.... | |
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Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow. 
