...fantastic wits I She says, 'tis so : they answer all, 'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold. Venus salutes him with this fair good-morrow. O thou...

...fantastic' wits ? She says, 'tis so : they answer all, 'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold. Venus salutes him with this fair good-morrow. O thou...

...maladies, л MI one minute'« flight brings beauty under — A« mountain snow melts with the mid-dav sun "Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of rest. From his...silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who dot h the world so gloriously behold, That cedar tops and hills seem burnish'd gold. Venus salutes...

...arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate." And again in " VENUS AND ADONIS :" — " Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest. From his...whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty." " Your mother ton : She 't mg good ladg." — Act II., Scene 3. This is said ironically. " My good...

...fantastic wits ! She says, 'tis so : they answer all, "'tis so ; And would say after her, if she said no. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariscth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar -tops and hills seem burnished...

...arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven'* gate." And again in " VENUS AND ADONIS:"-— " I*o, here the gentle lark, weary of rest. From his moist...wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariscth in his majesty." " Your mother too: She1* my good lady." — Act II., Scene 3. This is said...

...of rest, Гrom his moist cahinet mounts up on high And wakes the morning, from whose silver hreast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously hehold, That cedar-tops and lulls seem hurnished gold. Venus salutes him with this fair good-morrow...

...'tis so: they answer all, 'tis so; And would say after her , if she said no. f Lo! here the genlle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts...majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold. Venus salutes him with this fair good-morrow. O thou...

...of Avon beheld " The gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet, mount up on high, And wake the morning, from whose silver breast The Sun ariseth...majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold." Such sights as these, seen by such a divine interpreter...

...And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. SHAKSPERE. Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his...behold, The cedar-tops and hills seem burnish 'd gold. SHAKSPERE. See, the day begins to break, And the light shoots like a streak Of subtile fire ; the wind...