 Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha!- have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to...  Harper's New Monthly Magazine - Page 235edited by - 1861Full view - About this book
 | Steven Berkoff - Drama - 1990 - 228 pages
...the two figures. I returned to Gertrude, still on the floor, centre stage. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed And batten on this moor? Once more I use her cruelly, twisting her round from left to right. It appears to be more cruel than... | |
 | Marvin Rosenberg - Drama - 1992 - 1006 pages
.... a bat, a gib, and compares him contemptuously to the magnificence of his elder brother: Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed And batten on this moor? Have you eyes? It is precisely Gertrude's eyes which help most to determine what Claudius is like.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1992 - 196 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! Have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,... | |
 | Janet Adelman - Drama - 1992 - 396 pages
...activity: the imagery of devouring common to both tends to flatten out the distinction. "Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed / And batten on this moor?" Hamlet asks his mother (3.4.66-67), insisting again on a difference that seems largely without substance,... | |
 | Maynard Mack - Literary Criticism - 1993 - 300 pages
...with the pale cast of thought" (3. i. 83). There are also more immediate riddles. His mother — how could she "on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor" (3.4.67)? The ghost — which may be a devil, for "the devil hath power T' assume a pleasing shape"... | |
 | Terrence Ortwein - 1994 - 100 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? You cannot call it love, for at your age The heydey in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 136 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,... | |
 | Drama - 1996 - 264 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,... | |
 | Willy Apollon, Richard Feldstein - Psychology - 1996 - 384 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame; it's... | |
 | Henry Sussman - Philosophy - 1997 - 338 pages
...Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,... | |
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