 Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.  The Comedy of Errors: In Five Acts - Strana 70autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1819 - 86 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 str.
...Melting the darkness. 1 — v. 1. 18 Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd. 5— iv. 2. 19 Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 str.
...She says, ' 'Tis so ; ' they answer ail, • "f is so : ' And would say after her, if she said No. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 str.
...been. Thou'rt on the wing, and chilly-finger'd fear Holds my best reason as if ill were near. THE LARK. Lo ! here the gentle Lark, weary of rest, From his...wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun arises in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, THE SWALLOW. FOOLISH prater, what... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 str.
...'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, i •) From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, / And wakes...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnished gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 str.
...the lark, at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate." And again in " VENUS AND ADONIS :" — " Lo, here the gentle lark,...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty." " Your mother ton : She 't mg good ladg." — Act II., Scene 3. This is said ironically.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 str.
...fantastic' wits ? She says, 'tis so : they answer all, 'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 str.
...fantastic wits ? She says, "(is so : they answer all. 'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1843 - 690 str.
...maladies, л MI one minute'« flight brings beauty under — A« mountain snow melts with the mid-dav sun "Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of rest. From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who dot h the world so gloriously behold, That cedar tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 str.
...fantastic wits I She says, 'tis so : they answer all, 'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 606 str.
...fantastic wits ! She says, 'tis so : they answer all, "'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariscth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar -tops and hills seem burnished... | |
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