...ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn. No nightingale:...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,...

...stage. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ;...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not daylight,...

...; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Bou. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ;...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountains' tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. JUL. Yon light is not daylight,...

...; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was itted A private whisper, no, not with euch friends...sent to Rome, LovM me above the measure of a fath on the misty mountain-tons ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,...

...Horn. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks I>9 lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's...mountain-tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jnl. Yon light is not the daylight, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the suu exhales, To be to...

...nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's caudles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the...gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not the daylight, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun exhales, To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,...

...; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Ram. It was ants. Oth. O my fair warrior ! Da. My dear Othello...May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! An lire, or stay and die. Jul. Von light is not day-light, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun...

...; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale :...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light...

...flecked darkness like a drunkard reels From forth day's path-way made by Titan's wheels. RJ ii. 3. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale :...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tip-toe on the misty mountain's top. RJ iii. 5 . Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd. MM iv. 2....

...disturbed flowers, For sleep is filling up my senses fast, And from these words I sink. BEDDOES. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale :...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain's top. SHAKSPEBE. The eloquent blood spoke in her cheeks and so distinctly wrought....