 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 páginas
...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, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 páginas
...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, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 350 páginas
...that 1 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 to stand... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 páginas
...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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 452 páginas
...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 knotty and comhined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 páginas
...But 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 hair to stand... | |
 | Henry Home (lord Kames.), Lord Henry Home Kames - 1817 - 532 páginas
...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 knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 páginas
...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, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 páginas
...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... | |
 | Mathew Carey - 1819 - 536 páginas
...of the cruelties said to have been perpetrated by the Irish. " 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 fretful porcupine."... | |
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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... 
