 | 1856
...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... | |
 | 1856 - 268 страници
...away. But that I am forbid To teirthe 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... | |
 | 1856
...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 Hill Brown - 1996 - 288 страници
..."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 combined locks to part, / And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Jonathan Baldo - 1996 - 213 страници
...for an auditory overload to short-circuit the organ of seeing: "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" (1.5.15-17). His scenario reverses the customary procedure of messengers... | |
 | Beate Allert - 1996 - 270 страници
...son: 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... | |
 | Robert Easting - 1997 - 119 страници
...pains: 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... | |
 | Richard Halpern - 1997 - 294 страници
...unexpected that its advent grips the body in a deathly jouissance. 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... | |
 | Rosemary Herbert - 1998 - 330 страници
...formulated some master plan. I 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1999 - 144 страници
...that I am forbid To 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.... | |
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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... 
