 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 psl.
...joy in theej Rom. If my Heart's dear love. I have no joy of this Contract to Night; It is too rairi, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Too like the Lightning which doth ceafe to be, E'er one can fay, it lightens. Sweet, good Night, This bud of Love by Summers ripening breath, May... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 psl.
...the God of my Idolatry, And I'll believe thee. Rom. If my Heart's dear love Jal. Well, do not fwear although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this 'Contract to Night j It is too rafti, too unadvis'd, too fuddent Too like the Lightning which doth ceafe to be,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 psl.
...Well, do not fwear although I joy in theei I have no joy of this Contract to night ; It is too ram, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Too like the lightning,...doth ceafe to be, Ere one can fay, it lightens Sweet, ^ood night. This bud of love byTummer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower, when next we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 psl.
...idolatry, And I'll believe thee. > Rom. If my true heart's love— — — • Jul. Well, do not fwear — although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night ; It is too ram, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Too like the lightning which doth ceafe to be Ere one can fay, // lightens--... | |
 | 1752 - 694 psl.
...heart's love— • Jul. Wdl, do not fwear — altho' I joy In thee, I have no joy of this contrafl to-night ; -It' is too rafh, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Too like the lightning which doth ceafe to be, [nighty 'Ere one can fay, it lightens — fweet, goo« •This bud of love, by fummer's ripening breath,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 psl.
...of this contrad to-night ; • , .»..•'; ji»ii -,ft Itistoorafh, too unadvis'd, too fuilden, * Too like the lightning which doth ceafe to be, Ere one can fay, it lightens fweet, good night. This bud of love, by fummer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 psl.
...fwear although I joy in thee, Rom. If my true heart's love — I have no joy of this contraci to night; It is too rafh, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Too like the lightning which doth ceafe to be This bud of love by fummer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet: Ere one... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1757 - 392 psl.
...Joy be great, I'm hardly fatisfy'd with this Night's Contraft : It feems too rafts, too unadvis'd and fudden, Too like the Lightning, which doth ceafe to be Ere one can fay it is. Therefore this time Good-night, my Mariui. May a happier Hour Bring us to crown our Wifhes. MARIUS... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 psl.
...joy in thce, I have no joy of this contraft to-night; It is too rafh, too unadvis'd, too fudden, Teo like the lightning, which doth ceafe to be, Ere one can fay, it lightens. Sweet, goodnight. This bud of love by fummer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower, when next we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 psl.
...to-night;; It is too rafh, top unadvis'd, 'too fuddea, Too like the lightning, which doth ceiafe'to be, Ere one can fay, it lightens. Sweet, good night. ; This bud : of Jove by fummer's ripening breath May prove a-beauteous flower, -when next we meet. Good njght, good... | |
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Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say 'It lightens. 
