 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 456 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 420 pages
...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,...here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round aboutan oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - Anglesey (Wales) - 1801 - 474 pages
...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,...here in 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... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - Anglesey (Wales) - 1801 - 512 pages
...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... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - Architecture - 1801 - 496 pages
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Promptbooks - 1804 - 90 pages
...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,...here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And makes milch-kine yield blood,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 476 pages
...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 in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, "Walk roundabout ail oak, with great ragg'd horns; And there he blasts the tree, and... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English language - 1805 - 924 pages
...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 pages
...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, Doth all the winter time, at still mi'dnight, "Walk round ahout an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he hlasts the tree,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pages
...comes, And let us two devise to bring him thither. Airs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Heme 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 home ; And there he blasts the tree, and... | |
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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... 
