 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 str.
...itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! 0 fye ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1843 - 566 str.
...wrestlings with the problem of existence. An example or two of these new passages will suffice : — " How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! O fye ! 't is an unweeded garden That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | Sir Edward Strachey - 1848 - 116 str.
...itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self- slaughter! 0 Godl 0 God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! 0 fye ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 str.
...wrestlings with the problem of existence. An example or two of these new passages will suffice : — " How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! 0 fyc ! 't is an unweeded garden That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 380 str.
...itself into a dew ! Or that the Kverlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! OGod! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! O fye ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 824 str.
...itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world! Fye ou 't ! O fye ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | 1883 - 934 str.
...see also his comprehensive criticism of the world branching from the same root — " How wear}•, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world I Fie, on't ! O tie ! 'tis au unweeded garden ;" and " Frailty, thy name is woman." These themes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 724 str.
...itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd . His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 706 str.
...itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world! Fye on 't ! 0 fye ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in... | |
 | Henry Thomas Hall - 1871 - 294 str.
...resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon "gainst self-slaughter. O god ! 0 god ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! ah fie ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in... | |
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God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seems to me all the uses of this world... 
