 | Norman O. Brown - Philosophy - 2023 - 216 pages
...of the melancholy Jaques. To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood, To the which place a poor sequestered stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to... | |
 | Valeria Finucci, Regina Schwartz - Literary Criticism - 1994 - 281 pages
...(4.3.126), more dangerous than the snake, who lies in wait for the sleeping Oliver: Under an old oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age And high top bald with dry antiquity, A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair, Lay sleeping on his back. About his neck A green and gilded... | |
 | Ivo Kamps - Drama - 1995 - 360 pages
...Lo what befell! He threw his eye aside. And mark what object did present itself. Under an old oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age And high top bald with dry antiquity, A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair, Lay sleeping on his back. (IV.iii. 100-107) These images... | |
 | Bryan Homer - Biography & Autobiography - 1998 - 484 pages
...brother that hath banish'd you. To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood: To the which place a poor sequester'd stag That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to... | |
 | 1984 - 440 pages
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To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood... 
