 Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? 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...  The Plays of Shakespeare: A Thematic Guidede Victor L. Cahn - 2001 - 361 paginiNu există previzualizare disponibilă - Despre această carte
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 348 pagini
...husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ' Could you on this f:iir mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ?...judgment; And what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have, Else, could you not have motion : But, sure, that sense Is apoplex'd : for... | |
 | 1818 - 66 pagini
...the Irish Stage," is worse than the first; who on reading the above lines will not say to alma mnter. Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed And...Moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ! You cannot call it love ! Yet several of the Fellows (certain of the repeal of the statute of celibacy) will exclaim, oinnia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pagini
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten s on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, . The hey-day in... | |
 | 1818 - 422 pagini
...Welleslcy do any thine the least like this?— No ! No ! Does Wellesley do this?— God for. bid! " Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, " And batten on this moor.'" I am, your obedient Servant, HAMLET. FREEHOLDERS! HERE IS THE TRUE CONTRAST. " LOOK ON THIS PICTUBE... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 pagini
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd car, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave...is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment j and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have, Flse could you not have motion... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 pagini
...of what is done. The quartos read, b Heaven's face—Yea this solidity— With tristful visage,— Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? (88) Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood (89)... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 558 pagini
...his wholesome brother 8. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten 9 on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call...age, The hey-day in the blood ' is tame, it's humble, " Of Atlas, mountain tough, that heaven on boist'rous shoulders beares ; — " There first on ground... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 pagini
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten t on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes t You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey day in the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 pagini
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother 8. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten 9 on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day in the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pagini
...Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batteni on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call...judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense,2 sure, you hare, Else, could you not have motion : But, sure, thai sense Is apoplex'd : for... | |
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