 O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And...  The Quarterly Review - 42 psl.redagavo - 1834Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 312 psl.
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Ju. Ah me ! Ro. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | David Irving - 1841 - 448 psl.
...darkness, and at the same time melting it; the senses of men chasing fume«, and fumes that mantle. O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my he^d, As is a winged messenger from heaven, Unto the white upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 340 psl.
...upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Ju. Ah me ! Ro. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 606 psl.
...her hand ! O ! that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek7. Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 psl.
...her band ! 0 ! that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek. Jut. Ah me! limn. She speaks : O , speak again , bright angel ! for...head , As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him , When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 psl.
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that tall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 psl.
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Horn. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel! for...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 psl.
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! /linn. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'riug eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1845 - 638 psl.
...bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds, And sails upon the bosom of the air. As is a winged messenger from heaven, Unto the white upturned wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, ^ _ Here the angel is represented as, at one moment bestriding the clouds, and sailing upon the air;... | |
 | Charles Heath - 1848 - 186 psl.
...hand ! 0. that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Juliet. Ah me ! Romeo. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this sight, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes... | |
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