...Horn. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks I>9 lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's...mountain-tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jnl. Yon light is not the daylight, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the suu exhales, To be to...

...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Horn. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's caudles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops ; I must be gone and...

...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Ram. Attendants. Oth. O my fair warrior ! Da. My dear...May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! An lire, or stay and die. Jul. Von light is not day-light, I know it, I : It is some meteor that the sun...

...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light...

...these disturbed flowers, For sleep is filling up my senses fast, And from these words I sink. BEDDOES. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain's top. SHAKSPEBE. The eloquent blood spoke in her cheeks and so distinctly wrought....

...flecked darkness like a drunkard reels From forth day's path-way made by Titan's wheels. RJ ii. 3. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tip-toe on the misty mountain's top. RJ iii. 5 . Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd. MM iv. 2....

...: Night's candles arc burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must he she of the •wicked : is thine hostess here of the...Bardolph, whose zeal burns in his nose, of the wicked ? Pa •lud ligbt thec on thy way to Mantua : Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to begone. Rum. Let me...

...ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. К о moo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale....the severing clouds in yonder east; Night's candles arc burnt out. and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain's tops. 1 must be gone and live,...

...eye, The day to cheer, and night's dark dew to dry," &c. And again, in the same Play, iii. 5 : " Look, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in...jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops." " Mild rides the Morn in orient beauty dresa'd, An azure mantle, and a purple vest, Which, blown by...

...thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale...candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain's tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Jul. Yon light is not day-light,...