 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 - 1851 - 446 str.
...She says, " 'tis so : " they answer all, " 'tis so ; " s 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, The cedar-tops and hills seem burnished gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 str.
...morning in the seene before us : — " Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist eabinet 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 eedar-tops and hills seem bumish'd gold."... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 str.
...She says, " 't is so : " they answer all, " 't 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, The cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 str.
...fantastic wits ? J Their copious stories, oftentimes begun. 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; She said, 'tis so: they answer all 'tis so; That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 str.
...fantastic wits ? J She said, '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 bills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 432 str.
...copies of copies. The mode in which each poet describes the morning will illustrate our meaning:— " Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...mounts up on high. And wakes the morning, from whose sliver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, The cedar-tops... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 str.
...fantastic wits ? She says, 't is so : they answer all, 't 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 graciously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 str.
...Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams. 39. Sunrise. 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.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 556 str.
...impressing the stamp of humanity, and of human feelings, oninanimate ormere natural objects: — Lo 1 here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist...high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast Tho sun ariseth in his majesty. Who doth the world so gloriously behold, The cedar-tops and hills seem... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 str.
...wits ? She says " Ч is so !" they answer all " Ч is so !" And would say after her if she said " no." petual : Which in her prescience she controlled still But her fore-sight could not for wake* the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so... | |
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