 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 pagine
...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, Like quills upon the... | |
 | William Marrat, Pishey Thompson - 1812 - 488 pagine
...MB. XXIV. 1. 359. The lost soul in Shakspeare says, — " 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 leeks to part, And each particular bair... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pagine
...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, Like quills upon the... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 pagine
...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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 350 pagine
...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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pagine
...that I am forTo tell the secrets of my prison-house, [bid 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... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 452 pagine
...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 knotty and comhined locks to part, And each particular hair... | |
 | Henry Home (lord Kames.), Lord Henry Home Kames - 1817 - 532 pagine
...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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 pagine
...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, Like quills upon the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pagine
...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... | |
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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... 
