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" Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband. — Look you now, what follows : Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd... "
The Tuftonian - Page 79
1900
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Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes. To which is ..., Volume 1

William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1791
...that account . Richard «'; Batten. Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits Ctr'alamiu — Ѻ D V 6} !s g ҉(`GVUg !4KU V ^ : BQv ̑ \ HawJet Batter his (kull ... Temfejl Batler'd. The tyrant has not batter 'd at their peace > . Macketb...
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An Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words Made Use of by Shakspeare ...

Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 1754 pages
...account . Ricli.irJiii. Jiaitfii, Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits Ceriolanui, — Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, and batten on this moor Hamlet. Baiter hii (kull - v - . . Tcmptjl Batter'il. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace ?...
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Poems Upon Several Occasions: English, Italian, and Latin, with Translations ...

John Milton - 1791 - 608 pages
...neutral and adlive, to grow or to make fat. The neutral is moil common. Shakefpeare, HAML. A. iii. S. IT, Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And BATTEN on this moor ?— — Oft Oft till the ftar that rofe, at evening, bright, 30 Toward heav'n's defcent had flop'd...
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Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for ...

Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 1008 pages
...hulband. Look you now, what folНеге is your hufband ; like a mildew 'd ear, Blafting his »holelome brother. 'Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Queen. O, Hamlet, fpeak no more : Thou turn'll mine eyes into my very foul ; 4id there 1 fee lucrt...
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The beauties of Shakespeare, selected from his plays and poems

William Shakespeare - 1796
...hufband Look you now, what follows ; Here /'/ your hufband, like a mildew'd ear, Blafting his wholefome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha ! have you e) es ? You cannot call it love ; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame,...
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The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to ...

William Shakespeare - 1798
...Look you now, -what * : follows : Here is your hufband ; like a mildew'd ear, JJlarKng his wholefome brother. Have you eyes? 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,...
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The Anti-union..

Ireland - 1799 - 128 pages
...whofe land has been defcribed as flowing with milk and honey, and whofe higheft hills fuf ply nurture. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, , And banen oii this muor? The Scotch now export the fkins and wool of their fheep in kind and manufacture...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare ...

William Shakespeare - 1800
...— Look you nowj what follows: Here is your hufband ; like a mildew 'd ear, Blafting his wholefome brother. Have you eyes ? 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,...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the ..., Volume 10

William Shakespeare - 1803
...Hyperion's1 curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten' and' command; A station1 like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing...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 hey-day in the...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1804
...Is thought-sick at the act. Queen. Ah me, what act, That roars so loud, and thunders in the index? Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye...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...
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