 Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them...  The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare - Page 105by William Shakespeare - 1821Full view - About this book
 | Harry Berger, Peter Erickson - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 532 pages
...with the vile In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the...Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafing clamor in the slippery clouds, That with the hurly death itself wakes? Canst thou, O partial... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1998 - 308 pages
...nightgown 'A night-gown was an ankle- I 5 vile mean in rank A watch-case, or a common 'larum-bell ? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the...his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, 20 And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous... | |
 | Robert Nye - Fiction - 1999 - 428 pages
...He would quote in support of it the King's sea-sickened invocation of Sleep in Part 2 of Henry IV: Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the...Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf'ning clamour in the slippery shrouds . . ' My dears, you don't write stuff like that if your only... | |
 | Lisa Russ Spaar - Poetry - 1999 - 212 pages
...with the vile In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the...the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, r 34 Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamor in the slippery clouds, That,... | |
 | Orson Welles - Drama - 2001 - 342 pages
...canopies of costly state, 232 Orson Welles on Shakespeare And lulled with sound of sweetest melody? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the...Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds. That, with the hurly, death itself awakes? Canst thou, O... | |
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