...in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth...cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul. Ah me ! Horn. She speaks : — O, speak again, bright angel!...

...her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars , As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so...not night. See , how she leans her cheek upon her band ! 0 ! that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek. Jut. Ah me! limn. She...

...her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes v v v v v vaw band ! O! that I were a glove upon that hand,'' That I might touch that cheek. Jul. Ah me! , Rom. She...

...! The brightness of her check would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in hcnv'n oets lay 1 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek I Jvl. Ah me ! Rom. She speaks....

...I The brightness of her cheek would shame those stan, As daylight doth a lamp : her eyes in heav'n o p litr check upon her hand 1 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek I .lui....

...as the bright sun glorifies the sky, So is her face illumin'd by her eye. SHARSPEARE. 3. Her eyes, in heaven, Would through the airy region stream so...That birds would sing, and think it were not night. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Her eyes, like marygold, had sheath'd their light, And, canopied in darkness, sweetly...

...as the bright sun glorifies the sky, So is her face illumin'd by her eye. SHAKSPEARE. 3. Her eyes, in heaven, Would through the airy region stream so...That birds would sing, and think it were not night. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Her eyes, like marygold, had sheath'd their light, And, canopied in darkness, sweetly...

...speaks, yet she says nothing ; what of that ? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth...night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! 1 am too bold; 'tis not to me...

...live with them, and partake of their joys and sorrows, as if they had been our own. JULIET. Romeo. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Juliet. Ah me ! Romeo. She speaks : — • O, speak again, bright...

...t Her eye discourses : I will answer it — I am too bold. — Oh, were those eyes in heaven, They would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were the morn. — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! Oh, that 1 were a glove upon that hand,...