| Scotland - 1833 - 1034 pages
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranatetree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. limn. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. •ful. Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun exhales, To be to... | |
| R. B. Hardy - 1834 - 142 pages
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| William Hone - Days - 1835 - 876 pages
...the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine car ; Nightly she sings on yon Pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the Nightingale. Rom. It...envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder eastNight's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must... | |
| 1835 - 932 pages
...pouring on our souls all the freshness, cheerfulness, and sublimity of returning morning? — " See, love ! what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds...and jocund Day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain lops." Where shall we find sweet sounds and odours so luxuriously blended and illustrated, as in these... | |
| 1835 - 534 pages
.../torneo. — It was the lark, the hernia nf the. morn, Л'о nightingale : look, lore, îr/ш/ eiiririus streaks Do lace the severing clouds, in yonder East...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops : I must be gone and live, — or stay, and die.' I know nothing in the... | |
| Maurice Cross - 1835 - 440 pages
...cheerfulness, and sublimity of returning morning? — " See, love ! what envious streaks Do lace lhe severing clouds in yonder East: Night's candles' are...and jocund Day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain iops." Where shall we find sweet sounds and odours so luxuriously blended and illustrated, as in these... | |
| François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - English literature - 1836 - 382 pages
...ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. JULIET. Yon light is not day- light, I know it, I ; It is some meteor that the sun exhales To be to... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 954 pages
...ear ; Nightly she sings on yon Pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the Nightingale. Кот. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...severing clouds in yonder east • Night's candles arc burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pages
...well resembles it the prime of youth, Trimm'd like a younker, prancing to his love! 23— ii. 1. 15 Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing...jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. 35— iii. 5. 16 Look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.... | |
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