 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...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 3691817Full view - About this book
 | Jan Frans van Dijkhuizen - 2007 - 238 pages
...to her cock, her cock a buoy Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on th'unnumbered idle pebbles chafes Cannot be heard so high. I'll...turn and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. (4.5.11-24) Edgar's description of Dover cliff has been construed as a meditation on drama, and on... | |
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