How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines... The Plays of William Shakespeare - Page 90by William Shakespeare, George Steevens, Nicholas Rowe, Samuel Johnson - 1803Full view - About this book
 | Theocritus, Bion (of Phlossa near Smyrna.), Moschus - 1836 - 419 pages
...— " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sound of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.... | |
 | Theocritus (of Syracuse), Bion (of Smyrna.) - 1836
...— " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sound of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, I '.ill in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 926 pages
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 | William Shakespeare, Charles Symmons, John Payne Collier - 1839
...STEPHANO. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines ' of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins... | |
 | Poetry - 1840
...Lor. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness and the night Become...patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims... | |
![The family Shakespeare [expurgated by T. Bowdler]. in which those words are ... The family Shakespeare [expurgated by T. Bowdler]. in which those words are ...](http://bks9.books.google.co.uk/books?id=0iMAAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Shakespeare - 1843
...hand ; And bring your musick forth into the air. — [Ezit SrEniASo. How sweet the moon-light sleep« of our peace can stand. Hast, Fear you not that : if chérubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly... | |
![Shakespeare [sic] and his times: including the biography of the poet ... Shakespeare [sic] and his times: including the biography of the poet ...](http://bks3.books.google.co.uk/books?id=nMYjAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Nathan Drake - Drama - 1843 - 660 pages
...passages: " How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music chérubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1838 - 660 pages
...passages: " How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which tbou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, si ill quiring to the young-ey'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...STEPHANO. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines : of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1844
...utterance : " How tweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night,...patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiling to the young-ey'd cherubims.... | |
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