 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 Stoddard Library: Shakespeare-Taine - ˹éÒ 56â´Â John Lawson Stoddard - 1910ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 ˹éÒ
...that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ay me ! Rom, She speaks : 70 O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...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 - 1803 - 446 ˹éÒ
...cheek upon 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...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 clouds,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 ˹éÒ
...upon 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!...winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wohd'ring eyes Of mortals, .that fall back to gaze on him, . When he bestrides .the lazy-pacing clouds.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 ˹éÒ
...cheek upon 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!...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 clouds,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 ˹éÒ
...I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks:— 0, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...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 clouds,... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 ˹éÒ
...regarded the sufferings of lovers as objects rather of mirth than pity. P. 58.— 58.— 399. Rom. O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious...head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white uptnrn'd wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 ˹éÒ
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ah me ! ROOT. She speaks: — O, speak again, bright angel! for...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 clouds,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 ˹éÒ
...cheek upon 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...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 clouds,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 ˹éÒ
...her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That 1 might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ay me ! Rout. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou...glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is the winged messenger of heaven Unto the white up-turned wond'ring eye» Of mortals, that fall back... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 ˹éÒ
...cheek upon 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...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 clouds,... | |
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