...bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. 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. Ay me! ROMEO. She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel! For you are As glorious to this night,...

...them anymore but I didn't care. I was feeling better. "SEE, HOW SHE LEANS HER CHEEK UPON HER HAND! O, THAT I WERE A GLOVE UPON THAT HAND, THAT I MIGHT TOUCH THAT CHEEK!" I was hoping that I was accidentally describing her position with perfect accuracy. "O, SPEAK AGAIN,...

...bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! O, speak again, bright angel; for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged...

...entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres till they returnSee, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek." Did you read that out loud? If not, go back now and read it aloud, preferably to someone who will give...

...how she leans her cheek upon her hand. (Student 1 again begins to climb up the fabric to Student 2.) O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek. STU. 2 (J). Ay me. (Student 2 runs away with his end of the fabric.) STU. 1 (R). She speaks. 0 speak...

...that birds do sing and think that it were not night.... See how she leans her cheek upon her hand? Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek! FEMALE SINGER. I wonder you will still be talking, Signer.... Nobody marks you. FOOL. She gives me...

...and said with all the feeling I could give the words, " 'See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek.' ' Aside from the rain striking the shutters, there was complete silence for at least a full minute....

...is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! 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: Ay me! ROMEO: She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night,...

...night. Maurice peers behind Dennett, who half-turns to look. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!" Pause. (Like an excited boy) We had our first run-through yesterday. DENNETT Forgive me, Maurice, but...

...(MAURICE peers behind DENNETT, who half-turns to look.) See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! 0 that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!" (Pause. MAURICE continues like an excited boy.) We had our first run-through yesterday. DENNETT. Forgive...