 | William Shakespeare - 2007 - 260 страница
...Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,12 20 That on the unnumbered idle pebble chafes,13 Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient14 sight Topple15 down headlong. Gloucester Set me where you stand. Edgar Give me... | |
 | Jan Frans van Dijkhuizen - 2007 - 238 страница
...walk upon the beach Appear like mice, and yond tall anchoring barque Diminish'd 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 look no more, Lest my brain turn and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2008 - 380 страница
...Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge 20 That on th' unnumb'red194 idle195 pebble196 chafes Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn and the deficient sight197 Topple down headlong. Gloucester. Set me where you stand. 187 In . . . didst... | |
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Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon... 
