 | Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 psl.
...his own Image And thinks himfelf but Sleep. DryA ASTONISHMENT. I could a Tale unfold, whofe lighteft Word Would harrow up thy Soul, freeze thy young Blood ; Make thy two Eyes, like Stars, ftartfrom their Spheres, Thy knotty and combined Locks to part, And each particular Hair to ftand an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 psl.
...I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word 729 Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres j Thy knotty and combined locks to part, And e<ich particular hair to stand... | |
 | Netterville (fict.name.) - 1802 - 312 psl.
...been able' to Reruse the manuscript." " '/ could a tale unfold'," said Miss Nugent, " ' whose lightest word would harrow u'p thy soul, freeze thy young blood, make thy two. eyes like stars start from their spheres, trty 'knotted and combinedi locks. Jtd:parr,: and each. particular hair tor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 psl.
...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 - 1804 - 642 psl.
...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 Henry Ireland - 1805 - 364 psl.
...away. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 psl.
...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 - 1805 - 486 psl.
...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 - 1806 - 420 psl.
...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... | |
 | Francis Lathom - 1806 - 328 psl.
...she could not explain why they, flowed from her eyes. CHAP. X. 1 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... 
