 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis wonderful, That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn'd ; honour untaught... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head ; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'T is wonder, That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught, Civility... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rud'st wind That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis wonderful That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearned ; honour untaught... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf'd, as the rud'gt wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis wonderful That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn'd; honour untaught;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'T is wonderful, That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn'd ; honour untaught... | |
 | David Nevins Lord - 1854 - 320 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head ; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale." SHAKSPXAKE. " She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1855 - 498 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head ; and yet as rough, (Their royal blood inchafed) as the rudest wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. Oymbeline, Act IV. So. 4. Why did not I pass away in secret, like the flower of the rock that lifts... | |
 | David Nevins Lord - 1855 - 324 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head ; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale." SHAKSFKABK. " She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1856 - 404 Seiten
...his Plays. I have before me the Tempest, and will cite only these few lines. ARIEL. The strong based promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up The pine and cedar. Prospero calls for music to soothe the frantic Alonzo, and his companions ; A solemn air, and the best... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 390 Seiten
...wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf d, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale. 'T is wonder That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn 'd ; honour untaught ;... | |
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In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 
