 | Thomas Milner - 1848 - 892 pagina’s
...to which Shakspeare gives expression in the address of Lorenzo in the grove to Jessica.! — " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid witli patterns of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 pagina’s
...the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit STEPHAUO. How chérubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly... | |
 | John Brand, Henry Ellis - 1849 - 520 pagina’s
...light, who amongst us has not felt in all its witchery the truth of the same poet's description : " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony."] MAN IN THE MOON. THIS is one of the most ancient as well as one of the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 pagina’s
...night Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her. « • * How wai , ¿c i n b g F sund ' touche« of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 586 pagina’s
...Lorenzo ? Sola, sola ! Lor. Leave hollaing, man ; here. Laun. Sola! Where? Where? Lor. Here. Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 556 pagina’s
...Lorenzo ? Sola, sola ! Lor. Leave hollaing, man ; here. Laun. Sola ! Where ? Where ? Lor. Here. Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines l of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 576 pagina’s
...Lorenzo ? Sola, sola ! Lor. Leave hollaing, man ; here. Laun: Sola! Where? Where? Lor. Here. Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines l of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 pagina’s
...night Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her. • « • How n Eastcheap.] ToPniHCR HEMBV and Poiss, enter FALSTAFF,...a vengeance too ! — marry, and amen ! Give me a thick inlaid with patincs of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb which thou buhold'st, But in... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 pagina’s
...mercy seasons justice. MOONLIGHT. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, aid let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness...patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel smgs, Still quiring to the young-eyed ;herubims... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 688 pagina’s
...sola ! LOR. Leave hollaing, man ; here. LACB. Sola! Where? where? LOR. Here. LOR. Sweet soul, let 's in, and there expect their coming. And yet no matter...harmony. Sit, Jessica **. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines a of bright gold. There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But... | |
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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... 
