 | Richard Clark Sterne - 1994 - Страниц: 308
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 | John Gross - 1994 - Страниц: 404
...must yield), and, higher still, the idea of universal harmony which Lorenzo expounds to Jessica: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his... | |
 | John James Clarke - 1994 - Страниц: 216
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 | James Weldon Johnson - 1995 - Страниц: 330
...tenderest to the fiercest. Take this picture of moonlight: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bask! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep...with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims;... | |
 | David G. Allen, Robert A. White - 1995 - Страниц: 332
...explicit expression, for instance, in Lorenzo's famous speech in act 5 of The Merchant of Venice: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony: Sit Jessica, — look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold, There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - Страниц: 136
...of faith, Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrow, Slander her love, and he forgave it her. 79 How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - Страниц: 100
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 | Jamie James - 1995 - Страниц: 292
...for a multitude of such instances: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon the bank! Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft...with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - Страниц: 1290
...Within the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your music forth into the air. [Exit STEPHANO. How orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed chérubins,... | |
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How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines... 
