 | 1850 - 638 pagina’s
...says : — It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. And here we have the bird represented in a pleasing, nay, a delightful character ; for to say nothing... | |
 | Adolf Friedrich von Schack - 1846 - 598 pagina’s
...yet near day; It is the nightingale and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pagina’s
...near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; ll not grant. — O, I grow faint Кот. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks... | |
 | George Fletcher (essayist.) - 1847 - 418 pagina’s
...near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine 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 : look, love, what enrious streaks Do... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pagina’s
...yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine 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 ; look, love, what envious streaks Do... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 pagina’s
...and Juliet aloft" They appeared, probably, in the balcony which was erected on the old English 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 ; look, love, what envious streaks Do... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagina’s
...yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine 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: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 pagina’s
...near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. I!.. J. iii. 5. I did not take my leave of him, but had Moat pretty things to say : ere I could tell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 pagina’s
...Juliet aloft." They appeared, probably, in the balcony which was erected on the old Engtish 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 ; look, love, what envious streaks Do... | |
 | Durham city, sch - 1852 - 486 pagina’s
...near day ; It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear ; 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 ; look, love, what envious streaks Do... | |
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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... 
