 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 214 Seiten
...nature Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 1 5 I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow...to part, And each particular hair to stand an end 20 Like quills upon the fretful porpentine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and... | |
 | Johann Gottfried Herder - 2002 - 152 Seiten
...phrases in inverted quotation marks are in English in the original. See Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1.5.15-20: "I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word / Would...locks to part, / And each particular hair to stand on end / Like quills upon the fretful porpentine." 22. Shakespeare, Hamlet, 3.4.120-23. Herder cites... | |
 | Johann Gottfried Herder - 2002 - 152 Seiten
...phrases in inverted quotation marks are in English in the original. See Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1.5.15-20: "I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word / Would...locks to part, / And each particular hair to stand on end / Like quills upon the fretful porpentine." 22. Shakespeare, Hamlet, 3.4.120-23. Herder cites... | |
 | Robert J. Pellegrini, Theodore R. Sarbin - 2002 - 256 Seiten
...fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of Nature Are burnt and purged away? But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my Prison-House;...two eyes like stars, start from their Spheres, Thy knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an end, Like Quills upon the fretful... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 340 Seiten
...of nature Are burnì and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secreta of my prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow...like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combinèd locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an end Like quills upon the fretful porpentìne.... | |
 | Jan Bondeson - 2002 - 324 Seiten
...in this instance being the coffin):17 Oh Reader! — But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of the prison-house I could a tale unfold, whose lightest...freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, shoot from their spheres. . . . MIRACLES OF THE DEAD In our graveyards with winter winds blowing There's... | |
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Barry Morse - 2003 - 225 Seiten
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 | Hilaire Kallendorf - 2003 - 366 Seiten
...the vulnerable young man — take the form of a boast of the demonic powers to which he has access: I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow...combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fearful porpentine. As Hamlet's later madness (sometimes manifested using... | |
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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... 
