 Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: — I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and...  The Beauties of England and Wales, Or, Delineations, Topographical ... - Page 1072by John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1808Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pages
...Daws. f A vegetable gathered for pickling. IT Her cock-boat. Cannot be heard so high : I'll look DO more ; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple* down headlong. 34 — iv. 6. 90 The dreadful summit of the cliff, That beetlesf o'er nis base into tne sea, The very... | |
 | Saturday magazine - 1840 - 1078 pages
...for sight : the murmuring •urge, That on the unnumbered idle pebble* chafes, Cannot be heard «o high. Ill look no more ; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. Such is the beautiful description of Dover Cliff, by Shakspeare ; but what would he have said, could... | |
 | miss Blackwell - 1840 - 856 pages
...The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high : — 111 look no more ; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight, Topple down headlong." SHIXSPEARB. " I HAVE been wandering this evening over Shakspeare's Cliff, with Lord de Vere. It is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1990 - 324 pages
...her cock; her cock a buoy 20 Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebble chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. Gloucester Set me where you stand. 25 Edgar Give me your hand; you are now within a foot Of the extreme... | |
 | Michael E. Mooney - 1990 - 260 pages
...her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th' unnumb'red idle pebble chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. (11-24) The pains Shakespeare takes to create the illusion of Dover Cliff have made many readers doubt... | |
 | Yi-fu Tuan - 1990 - 284 pages
...her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more,...turn and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. (Act 4, scene 6). EVIDENCE OF LANDSCAPE PAINTING It is in the history of European landscape painting... | |
 | Richard Halpern - 1991 - 340 pages
...to her cock, her cock a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th'unnumber'd idle pebble chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. (4.6.11-24) Among other things, this imaginary landscape organizes and empowers the figures of height... | |
 | Robert L. Benson, Giles Constable, Carol Dana Lanham, Charles Homer Haskins - 1991 - 1434 pages
...her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th' unnumb'red idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more,...turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. What Shakespeare does here is to place five flat panels of two-dimensions, one behind the other. By... | |
 | Julia Reinhard Lupton, Kenneth Reinhard - 1993 - 290 pages
...to her cock, her cock a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th'unnumber'd idle pebble chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. (IV.vi. 11-24) As commentators have pointed out, Edgar's speech tries to reproduce in words the recession... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 176 pages
...to her cock, her cock a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th'unnumbered idle pebble chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. 145 Set me where you stand. Give me your hand. You are now within a foot Of th'extreme verge. For all... | |
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