 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819 - 458 pagina’s
...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 on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pagina’s
...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 Enfield - 1823 - 412 pagina’s
...Bat that I am forbid, To tell the secrets of my prisonhouse, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pagina’s
...But 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 knotted and comhined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pagina’s
...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 Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pagina’s
...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 looks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | 1826 - 890 pagina’s
...faces ш her presence. THE MYSTERY : A STAGE COACH ADVENTURE. I could a tale unfold, who«e lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood. Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knolted aod combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | 1826 - 508 pagina’s
...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... 
