 Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these...  The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim ... - Pàgina 561per William Shakespeare - 1790Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | S. S. Hill - 2003 - 344 pàgines
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 | Maurice Whelan - 2003 - 220 pàgines
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 | Marjorie B. Garber - 2003 - 332 pàgines
...see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadeL a pendent rock. A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world. And mock ourselves with air. . . . That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes... | |
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 | Michele Marrapodi - 2004 - 292 pàgines
...we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour sometime like a bear or lion, A towered citadel, a pendent rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees...nod unto the world And mock our eyes with air. Thou hast seen these signs? They are black vesper's pageants. (4.14.2-8) These figures in the clouds, already... | |
 | A. J. Hoenselaars - 2004 - 368 pàgines
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 | William Hazlitt - 2004 - 828 pàgines
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 | William Shakespeare - 2004 - 224 pàgines
...sometime like a bear or lion, A towered citadel, a pendent rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory 5 With trees upon't that nod unto the world And mock our eyes with air. Thou hast seen these signs, They are black vesper's pageants. EROS Ay, my lord. ANTONY That which is now... | |
 | Uttara Natarajan, Tom Paulin, Duncan Wu - 2005 - 216 pàgines
...behold'st me. EROS. Ay, noble Lord. ANT. Sometimes we see a cloud that's Dragonish, A vapour sometimes like a Bear, or Lion, A tower'd Citadel, a pendant...nod unto the World And mock our Eyes with Air. Thou hast seen these Signs, They are black Vesper's Pageants. EROS. Ay, my Lord. ANT. That which is now... | |
 | Sara M. Deats - 2004 - 352 pàgines
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