Could you on this 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 step from this to this?... Popery and the popish question - Pagina 104door George Croly - 1825Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
| 1818 - 66 pagina’s
...the Irish Stage," is worse than the first; who on reading the above lines will not say to alma mnter. Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed And batten on this Moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ! You cannot call it love ! Yet several of the Fellows (certain of the repeal of the statute of celibacy)... | |
| 1818 - 422 pagina’s
...Welleslcy do any thine the least like this?— No ! No ! Does Wellesley do this?— God for. bid! " Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, " And batten on this moor.'" I am, your obedient Servant, HAMLET. FREEHOLDERS! HERE IS THE TRUE CONTRAST. " LOOK ON THIS PICTUBE... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pagina’s
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten s on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, . The hey-day in... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1818 - 348 pagina’s
...husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ' Could you on this f:iir 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 pagina’s
...of what is done. The quartos read, b Heaven's face—Yea this solidity— With tristful visage,— Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? (88) Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood (89)... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 pagina’s
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten t on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes t You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey day in the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 pagina’s
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother 8. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten 9 on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day in the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pagina’s
...you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten 3 on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The heyday in the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pagina’s
...contents prefixed to a book. Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batteni on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it, love : for, at your age, The hey-day... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pagina’s
...husband.—Look you BOW, what follows: Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave...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... | |
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