 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 sivua
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom....— 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [Exit. SCENE... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 sivua
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks atcherd and Letterman ... [and 11 others] Rum. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! Would I were, sleep and peace, so sweet to... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 sivua
...night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, 'lliat I shall say — good night, 'till it be morrow. [AT//. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will 1 to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [£«'/. SCENE... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 482 sivua
...silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom. I would, I were thy hird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with...shall say — good night, till it be morrow. [Exit. Hom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 466 sivua
...silk thread plucks it hack again, So loving-jealous of his liherty. Rom. I would, I were thy hird. Jul. Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with...sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it he morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy hreast ! — 'Would I were sleep and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 sivua
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom....— 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [Exit. SCENE... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 sivua
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. Rom....would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good-night, good-night ! parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say — good-night, till it be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 sivua
...his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. _ Rom. I would, I were thy bird. Jul. Sweet, so would I ; Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good-night, good-night ! parting is such sweet sorrow,. That I shall say — good-night, till it be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 440 sivua
...such sweet (•• • , . . ... That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow, . , [£*«tRom. Sleep dwell upo'n thine eyes, peace in thy breast!...— 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest 1 Hence will I fo my ghostly father's cell: His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [Exit. a ,c... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 480 sivua
...hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROM. I would, I were thy bird. JUL. Sweet, so would I : Thus the original copy of 1597. In the two subsequent copies and the folio we have — My niece.... | |
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Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow. 
