 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 sayfa
...and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine Ear, Nightly flie fings on yond Pomgranate Tree, Believe me Love, it was the Nightingale. Rom....the Morn, No Nightingale. Look, Love, what envious Streaks Do lace the fevering Clouds in yonder Eaft: Night's Candles are burnt our, and jocund Day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 sayfa
...thine ear ; Nightly flie fmgs on yond pomgranate tree : Believe me, bve, it was the nightingale. Ram. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 440 sayfa
...and not the Larl^, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly me fings on yon pomgrar.ate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : . Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 sayfa
...not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear : Nightly flie fings on yond pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the Nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 478 sayfa
...not the Lark, ' That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; ' Nightly fhe fings on yon pomgranate tree : * Believe me, love, it was the nightingale....morn, •* No Nightingale. Look, love^ what envious flreaks * Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft : * Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 sayfa
...and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly fhe fings on yond pomgranate tree; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. (8) Look, love, what envious ftreaks Dd (7) /i wai, &c. The poets abound with numberlefs fimilie«... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 sayfa
...Good-night. {Exeunt. SCENE VII. Thi Garden. inter Romeo and Juliet above at a window, a ladder of'Ropesfet. Rom. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreakt Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft; Night's candles are Durnt out, - and jocund day... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1757 - 392 sayfa
...yon Pomegranate-tree fhe fings. Believe me, Love, it was the Nightingale. MAR IU S Junior. Oh! 'twas the Lark, the Herald of the Morn, No Nightingale. Look, Love, what envious Streaks Of Light embroider all the cloudy Eaft. Night's Candles are burnt out, and jocund Day Upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 sayfa
...and not the t.ark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly (he fings on yon pomgranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious tlreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ; Night's candles are burnt our, and jocund day... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 542 sayfa
...and not the Lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly flic fings on yon pomgranate tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom....the morn, No Nightingale. Look, love, what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder eaft ; Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day... | |
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or... 
