 | Laurie Rozakis - 2004 - 388 páginas
...beautiful? But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is...thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it;... | |
 | Sheila A. Sharpe - 2004 - 372 páginas
...love: But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!— Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is...grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: In a more lighthearted vein, popular songwriter Cole Porter (who specialized in the nuances of falling... | |
 | Nancy Linehan Charles - 2004 - 78 páginas
...side.) ROMEO But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is...grief That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. (JULIET doesn 't see or hear ROMEO. He pushes himself up flush against her ladder. She speaks to the... | |
 | Sparknotes - 2004 - 958 páginas
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 | Tuija Virtanen - 2004 - 232 páginas
...cunning more and more. When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray! (Midsummer Night s Dream) (9) Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is...grief That thou her maid art far more fair than she. (Romeo and Juliet) (10) To bed, to bed! Sleep kill those pretty eyes, And give as soft attachment to... | |
 | Lorraine LaCroix - 2005 - 161 páginas
...a wound. But. soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east. and Juliet is the sun! Arise. fair sun. and kill the envious moon. Who is...thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid. since she is envious: Her vestal livery is but sick and green. And none but fools do wear it:... | |
 | Linda Anderson - 2005 - 356 páginas
...exceeds that of her mistress and urges her to discard her virginity like a servant's discarded livery: Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is...thou her maid art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it.... | |
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But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she. 
