 I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon...  The Popular Educator - Страница 1181856Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 страници
...To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part. And each particular hair to stand an-end. Like quills... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 страници
...To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an-end, Like quills... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 страници
...To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted7 and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an-end, Like quills... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 страници
...thy young blood ; * LeU me— obstructs me. Make thy two eyes, like stars, start fiom their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine ; But this eternal blazon must not be To ears... | |
 | Rosemary Herbert - 1998 - 360 страници
...refilled my glass and told her: "I could a tale unfold" Hilda "whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 148 страници
...tell the secrets of my prison house, I would a tale unfold, whose lightest word 10 Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, 45 SH HORATIO ] Q1 (II or.I; ,Mar. F, Q2 48 itself?... | |
 | Ian Wilson - 1999 - 564 страници
...forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks, to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills... | |
 | Peter S. Hawkins - 1999 - 404 страници
...forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills... | |
 | Ian Wilson - 1999 - 564 страници
...harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks, to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.31 Although the Ghost has but ninety-five lines... | |
 | P.G. Wodehouse - 2000 - 212 страници
...Denmark, sir. Addressing his son, he said, 1 could a tale unfold whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, thy knotted and combined locks to part and each particular hair to stand on end like quills... | |
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