...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...with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiringtotheyoung-ey'dcherubins:...

...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...

...sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank 1 Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in onr than a stuffed man but for the stuffing! — Well,...are all mortal. Leon. You must not, sir, mistake orb, which thou behold'st, Butin his motion likean angel sings, Still (juiringto theyoung-ey'd cherubins...

...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...

...My friend Stephsino, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand ; VOL. III. H And bring your music forth into the air. — {Exit...this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of musick Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit,...

...!" sighed Miss Lilly, in imitation, as he boldly presented his brush head to the evening air. " How sweet the moonlight! sleeps upon this bank ! Here...and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears—" spouted Mr. Augustus, as he handed the ladies into the carriage. They bowed and drove off. CHAPTER...

...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...

[ O conteúdo desta página é restrito ]

...bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of maskCreep in our ears; soft stillness, and thenighi. Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica...inlaid with patines* of bright gold; There's not the small'st orb, which thon b* hold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd...

...!" sighed Miss Lilly, in imitation, as he boldly presented his brush head to the evening air. " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears " spouted Mr Augustus, as he handed the ladies into the carriage. They bowed, and drove off. CHAPTER...