 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pages
...Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings...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 stay and die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 pages
...Juliet aloft." They appeared, probably, in the balcony which was erected on the old Engtish stage. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe...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 stay and die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 pages
...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...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 stay and die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 pages
...ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness. TG ii. 2. Wilt thou begone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and...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... | |
 | Durham city, sch - 1852 - 486 pages
...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...clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountains' tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 pages
...Good night [Exe. SCEJVE У. — Juliet's chamber. Enter Romeo and Juliet. Jul. Will thou be gone ? bassies, and suils, Nor from the state, nor private...lend ear to. Ha ! what shout is this > [Shout within. pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 446 pages
...Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That piere'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings...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 stay and die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 pages
...ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness. TG ii. 2. Wilt thou begone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and...pomegranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. EJ iii. 5. I did not take my leave of him, but had Most pretty things to say : ere I could tell him,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 pages
...Poems. 104. Birds. That is not the lark, whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. It is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. 35— iii. 5. 105. The same. It is the lark, the herald of the morn, that sings so out of tune, Straining... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 pages
...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Ram. Attendants. Oth. O my fair warrior ! Da. My dear...here before me. O my soul's joy ! If alter every and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops ; I must be gone and lire, or stay and die.... | |
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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... 
