 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 456 стор.
...Devise but how you'll use him when he comes, And let us two devise to bring him hither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter,...the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle ; And makes milch-kine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 420 стор.
...Devise but how you'll use him when he comes, And let us two devise to bring him thither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter,...all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round aboutan oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle ; And makes... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1801 - 474 стор.
...OAK, In the Merry Wives of Windsor, Mrs. Page recounts the traditionary story of Herne in these lines: There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter,...Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still of midnight, Walk round about an tali, with ragged horns; And there he blasts the tree and rakes the... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1801 - 512 стор.
...Page recounts the traditionary story of Herne in these lines : There is an old tale goes, that Hcrne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still of midnight, . Walk, round about an oah, with ragged horns; And there he blasts the tree and rakes... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1801 - 496 стор.
...traditionary story of Herne in these lines: There is an old tale goes, that Hcrne the hunter, Some time a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still of midnight, Walk round about an oat, with ragged horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and rakes the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 стор.
...devise to bring him thither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime n keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horn*; And there he blasts the tree, and takes6 the cattle; And makes milch-kine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 90 стор.
...Devise but how you '11 use him when, he comes, And let us two devise to bring him hither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter,...the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 476 стор.
...lum when he comes, .r . And let us two devise to bring him thither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tile goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here...Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, "Walk roundabout ail oak, with great ragg'd horns; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle ; A... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 стор.
...comes, And let us two devise to hring him thither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, thatHerne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,...all the winter time, at still mi'dnight, "Walk round ahout an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he hlasts the tree, and takes the cattle;s And makes... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 924 стор.
...stone, O Sisyphus, stands itill i Ixion rests upon his wheel. f<fSTILL. ,-.•. ... Calm ; silence. Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at itill of midnight, Walk round about an oak with ragged horns. He had never any jealousy with his father,... | |
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There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle, And makes milch-kine... 
