You cannot call it love; for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this? Hamlet - Pagina 62door William Shakespeare - 1860 - 197 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 pagina’s
...fair Mountain leave to feed, And batten on his Moore f Ha ! have you Eye's? You cannot call it Lcvr ; for at your Age, The hey-day in the Blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment : and whsl: judgment Would ftep from this to this ? What Devil was't, That thus hath... | |
| William Oldys - 1740 - 348 pagina’s
...fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moore.? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgement Would ftep from this, to thi*? fenfe, fure, you have, Elfe could... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pagina’s
...fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moore? ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love ; for at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would ftep from this to this? what devil was't, That thus hath... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1766 - 620 pagina’s
...mountaineleaue to feede, Av$ batton on this moore ; ha, haue you eyes ? >tr */*«. . + *«/t. ' •- Tou cannot call it loue, for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waites vpon the iudgement, and what iudgement Would ftep from this'to this ? fence fure you haue Els... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 pagina’s
...fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it Love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, Would ftep from this to this ? Senfs, fure, you have, (50) And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 pagina’s
...fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? ha ? have you eyes ? You cannot call it love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humbls, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would ftep from this to this ? Senfefure you... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 pagina’s
...mountain leave to feed, A nd batten on this moor ? ha ! have you eyes .' You cannot call it Love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment 'Would ftep from this to this? Senfe, fure, you have, (50) Elfe... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 pagina’s
...fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would ftep from this to this ? [3 Senfe, fure, you have, » Elfe,... | |
| William Richardson - 1774 - 220 pagina’s
...perverfion of mind that blunted the feelings and perceptions of. Gertrude. You cannot call it, love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would flop from this to this ? He convinces her of her guilt... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 pagina’s
...mountain leave to feed, 780 And batten on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot calf it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; And what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have, Else, could... | |
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