 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 pagine
...Husband. Look you now what follows* Here is your Husband, like a Mildew'd Ear, Blafting his wholefome Brother. Have you Eyes? Could you on this fair Mountain leave to feed, And batten on this Moore? Ha! have you Eyes? You cannot call it Love; for at your Age, The hey-day in the Blood is tame,... | |
 | William Oldys - 1740 - 348 pagine
...husband. — Look you now what follows ; Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear, Blafting his wholfome Brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moore.? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pagine
...thing as tut undtrjlanl ty contract : naftlj, a ftlemn promift vr ingagemtnt. BJafting his wholefome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moore? ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love ; for at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 436 pagine
...hufband,— Look you now, what followr;,. Here is your hufband, like a mildew'd ear, Blafting his wholefome brother. Have you eyes ?. . Could you on this fair...for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble,. And. waits upon the judgment ; and what judgraent • c * Would Would ftep from this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pagine
...hufband,— Look you now, what follows j Here is your hufband, like a mildew'd ear, Blafting his wholefome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain...eyes ? You cannot call it Love ; for, at your age, is, I think, not fo ftriking as iriftful, which was, I fuppofe, chofcn at -the revil.,1. I believe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pagine
...hufband,—^—Look you now, what follows; Here* is your hulband, like a mildew'd ear, Blafting his wholefdme brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain...eyes ? You cannot call it Love; for, at your age, is, I think, not fo ftriking as triflful, which was, I fuppofe, chofen at the revifal. I believe the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 pagine
...Pofitura imiiabitur atlus, Which I thinn. may be thus rcnder'd ; Still let the Jilftit altitude be'ray Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And...for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, Would ftep from this to this ? Senfs, fure, you have, (50) And waits upon the judgment... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 pagine
...iaid the Sun was thau^htfu.h at 1'at afl. She fays, That roanjp loud, it tlaindtn to the indies. Warb. And batten on this moor? ha! have you eyes ? You cannot...call it Love; for, at your age, The hey-day in the bloom is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would ftep from this to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 pagine
...— Look you now what follows, Here Is your hufband, like a mildew'dh ear, Blafting his wholefome ' brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain...for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humbls, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would ftep from this to this ? Senfefure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 382 pagine
...— Look you now, what fol Here is your hufband, like a mildew'd ear, [lows; Blafting his v\-holfome brother. Have you eyes?. Could you on this fair mountain...for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, 'tis humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would ilep from this to this ? Senfe,... | |
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You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have. 
