 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...  Cymbeline. Romeo and Juliet - Strana 80autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1788Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Terrence Ortwein, Terry Ortwein - 2011 - 40 str.
...giving her best Juliet so far. By the time they reach the kiss, the scene is going extremely well) It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale:...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... | |
 | Richard Courtney - 1995 - 274 str.
...keep the illusion that it is still night. A bird has sounded: * This stage direction derives from Ql. ROM: It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale....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. (6-10)... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1996 - 740 str.
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 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 str.
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate-tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO. zgz q y y > east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 str.
...thine ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale....envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops. I must... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1998 - 772 str.
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 | Joe Calarco - 1999 - 84 str.
...ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. STU. 1 (R). It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale....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... | |
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