 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 páginas
...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....good night ! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I snail say — good night, till it be morrow. [jEiil. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 páginas
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,f And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom....cherishing. Good night, good night' parting is such sweet sorThat I shall say — good night, till it be morrow, [row, LOVE'S HERALDS. Love's heralds should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 páginas
...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....would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. 1 The tasset, or tiercel (for so it should be spelled), is the male of the gosskawk, and is said to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 páginas
...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....would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. 1 The tassel, or tiercel (for so it should be spelled), is the male of the gosshaivk, and is said to... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 páginas
...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....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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 páginas
...in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Jul. Sweet, so would I; Yet I should kill thee with...! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say, Grood night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 páginas
...hop a little from her hand. Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plueks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROM....JUL. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with mueh eherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night,... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 600 páginas
...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....thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill with much cherishing. Good night, good night: parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night,... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 páginas
...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....thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill with much cherishing. Good night, good night: parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night,... | |
 | Douglas William Jerrold - 1852 - 348 páginas
...immediately Lady Dinah, in a whisper to her friend, exclaimed, " Just like me when quite a girl." " Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow." Here Juliet disappeared from the balcony, and Lady Dinah, throwing herself back in her seat, slowly... | |
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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. 
