 | Nicholas Royle - 2003 - 340 страници
...'eye-sockets') in Hamlet itself, once again in the words of the Ghost: '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.i5-17). 60 Ludwig Wittgenstein, Remarks on the Philosophy of Psychology,... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 313 страници
...that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word 15 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... | |
 | Sarah Hatchuel - 2004
...figure: 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... | |
 | Syd Pritchard - 2005 - 147 страници
...ears, That are so fortified against our stay. [Hamlet I i 30] / could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start jrom their spheres, Thy knotted locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 896 страници
...away: 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... | |
 | Elaine L. Robinson - 2006 - 252 страници
...words, make his flesh creep with a horror he could not express: 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... | |
 | Joan Fitzpatrick - 2007 - 166 страници
...one who hears about "the secrets of my prison-house" (1.5.14): 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... | |
 | Sandi Toksvig - 2007 - 191 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... | |
 | Sandi Toksvig - 2007 - 191 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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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... 
