 | Thomas Walker - 1835 - 464 str.
...this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white, upturned, wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When...lazy-pacing clouds, And sails upon the bosom of the air. Here, interrupted by Juliet's exclamations, ends this famous soliloquy, to the mangled, and as it seems... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 str.
...Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. Bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night,...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1839 - 316 str.
...initium a te'mpestate sumserunt, incendio aut ruina finiunt : qu» est inconsequentia rerum fredissima." Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he...lazy-pacing clouds, And sails upon the bosom of the air. Analysis. Here, the angel is represented as, at one moment, bestriding the clouds, and sailing upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 str.
...Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. Bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night,...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 312 str.
...O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Ju. Ah me ! Ro. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 608 str.
...that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek7. Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 340 str.
...O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Ju. Ah me ! Ro. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 str.
...I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! /linn. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'riug eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 str.
...that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek. Jut. Ah me! limn. She speaks : O , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head , As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him , When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 str.
...I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Horn. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
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O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And... 
