...you see master Lorenzo, and mistress Lorenzo ? sola, sola ! Lor. Leave hollaing, man ; here. Lmin. Sola! where? where? Lor. Here. Laun. Tell him, there's...inlaid with patines of bright gold ;9 There's not fhe smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the...

...the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit STEPHANO. How lord, will you walk? dinner is ready. Ctiatd. If he...her ; and that must your daughter and her gentlewom thick inlaid with patines* ol bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which tnou behold'st, But...

...house, your mistress is at hand ; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit Stephano. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines1 of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...into the garden, accosts her after the following manner : — How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon the bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music...harmony. Sit, Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patterns of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...house, your mistress is at hand ; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit Slephano. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ' Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines' of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou bebold'st, But...

...outlive his wealth, To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow, An age of poverty. ACT V. MOONLIGHT. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...Hear him also in " The Merchant of Venice," in a strain of poetry that has never been surpassed. " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony. Sit Jessica ; Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with pa tines of bright gold , There's not the smallest orb which thou hehold'st, But...

...music forth into the air. — [ Exit Stephano. How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank ! Mere will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in...harmony. Sit, Jessica ! Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in...

...the day-light sick, It looks a little paler ; 'tis a day, Such as the day is when the sua is hid. How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank ! Here...our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. In such a night, did Young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well ; Stealing her...

...bouse, yoar mistress is at hand j And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exil Stephano. Hew ives, and all are Holiugbroke's, And nothing can we...earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. Boor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patincs of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb whieh thon...