 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 páginas
...twisted gyves, * And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Horn. I would I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I :...peace in thy breast !— • 'Would I were sleep and r>eace, so sweet to. rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 páginas
...again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Horn. I would I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Tet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night,...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Bom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'AVould I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
 | Douglas William Jerrold - 1852 - 346 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... | |
 | Douglas Jerrold - 1852 - 896 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 páginas
...would, I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Tel I should kill thee with much cherishing, iood ce, and med'cine power : For this, being smelt, with [Erif. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast !— Would I were sleep and peace, so... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 páginas
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks endom. Shortly, I believe, His second marriage shall be published, ¡a such sweet sorrow, That I shall say " Good night," till it be morrow. IE til. Rom. Sleep dwell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 480 páginas
...thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would 4 : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, gt»od night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall...peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and \ieace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will 1 to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 806 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....thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night: *6 parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night , till it be morrow. [£an.'i. "} Von... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 824 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....sorrow, That I shall say good night, till it be morrow. [.JSj-if. RoH. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! — 'Would I were sleep and peace,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 380 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 thce with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say... | |
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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. 
