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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... "
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts - Страница 2385
по William Shakespeare - 1709
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The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson ..., Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1851
...But that 1 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...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and ...

William Shakespeare - 1851
...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...

The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1851
...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...

THE DRAMATIC WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE; ILLISTRATED: EMBRACING A LIFE OF ...

1851
...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...

The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Том 1

William Shakespeare - 1851
...But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 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 eombined loeks to part, And eaeh partieular hair to stand...

Yankee Notions, Or, Whittlings of Jonathan's Jack-knife, Том 1

1852
...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 uncombed locks to part. And each particular hair to stand...

Dramatic Works: From the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed; with ..., Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1852
...But that 1 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...

The Works of William Shakspeare, Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1852
...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 combinjed locks to part. And each particular hair to stand...

The plays of Shakspere, carefully revised [by J.O ..., Част 166, Том 1

William Shakespeare - 1853
...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...

School elocution : or The young academical orator

William Herbert - 1853 - 192 страници
...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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