 | William Shakespeare, Alan Durband - 2014 - 330 Seiten
...can again thy former light restore, 10 Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that...Promethean heat That can thy light relume. When I have plucked the rose, 15 I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the... | |
 | J. Reid Meloy - 1998 - 327 Seiten
...again thy fanner light restore, Should I repent me: — but once put out thy light, Thou cunning' st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that...give it vital growth again, It needs must wither: — /'// smell it on the tree. — O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword!... | |
 | J. Reid Meloy - 1998 - 327 Seiten
...again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: — but once put out thy light, Thou cunning' st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that...Promethean heat That can thy light relume. When I have pluck' d thy rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither: — /'// smell it on... | |
 | Caleen Sinnette Jennings - 1999 - 104 Seiten
...flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore Should I repent me. But once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know...Promethean heat That can thy light relume. When I have plucked the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the tree.... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 Seiten
...flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know...heat That can thy light relume. When I have pluck'd the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree. [Kissing... | |
 | Nick Potter, Nicholas Potter - 2000 - 198 Seiten
...flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know...heat That can thy light relume. When I have pluck'd the rose I cannot give it vital growth again, It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree [V, ii,... | |
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Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling... 
