 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 sider
...But 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 knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 sider
...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 - 1851 - 602 sider
...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 - 1851 - 532 sider
...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 - 1851 - 656 sider
...But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 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 eombined loeks to part, And eaeh partieular hair to stand... | |
 | 1852 - 400 sider
...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 uncombed locks to part. And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 sider
...But 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 knotted and combined locks to part. And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 sider
...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 combinjed locks to part. And each particular hair to stand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 sider
...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 Herbert - 1853 - 234 sider
...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... 
