 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819
...lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823
...But that I am 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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 346 страници
...Bat that I am forbid, To tell the secrets of my prisonhouse, 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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823
...But that I am forhid 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 comhined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824
...But that I am 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... | |
 | British poets - 1824
...But that I am 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824
...But that I am 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 looks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824
...But that I am 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... | |
 | 1826
...faces ш her presence. THE MYSTERY : A STAGE COACH ADVENTURE. I could a tale unfold, who«e lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood. Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knolted aod combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | 1826
...But that I am 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... | |
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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... 
