 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ah me ! ROOT. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pages
...were those eyes in Heav'n, They'd through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were the morn : See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Ram. She speaks, she speaks... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pages
...were those eyes in Heav'n, They'd through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were the morn : See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks, she speaks... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks ? — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! -O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — vO, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pages
...birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that, hand, That I might touch that cheek j) Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks :— O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this... | |
 | Catherine Hutton - 1813 - 1114 pages
...without moving a muscle of his countenance, resumed his former position. My mother repeated, " O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek !" " Indeed," continued lady Winterdale, finding her apostrophe disregarded, " you look so like Juliet,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 pages
...birds wonld sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As... | |
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Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. 
