 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 str.
...Nature crefcent doei not grow alone, In Thews and Bulk; but as his Temple waxes, The inward fervice of the Mind and Soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now, And now no foil nor ciutel doth befmerch The virtue of his Fear : But you muft fear His greatnefs weigh'd,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 str.
...Nature crefcent does not grow alone, In Thews and Bulk; but as his Temple waxes, The inward fervice of the Mind and Soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you nowi And now no foil nor cautel doth befmerch The virtue of his Fear: But you muft fear His sreatnefs... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 str.
...j No more. <• Oph. No more but fo ? . .';,-. • r Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crefcent, does not grow alone . ; '; In thews and bulk ; but, as this Temple waxes, ;•. '. The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now -, And now no foil nor cautel... | |
 | William Oldys - 1740 - 348 str.
...bafe : Nature hath meal and bran ; contempt and grace. Shake/pear's Cjmbtlint. For nature, crefcent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Slakefptar'*, U&ir.ltt Nature. Nature is motion's mother,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 str.
...DENMARK. 'i$ t . Ofi>. No more but fo ? . , -j „ Laer. Think it no more: ,' . ... For Nature, crefcent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk; but, as this Temple waxes*,,. The inward fervice of the mind and Ibul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, lie loves you now; * And now no foil, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 str.
...yet dare haidly offer whtt F imagine No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more : For Nature, crcfcent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as .this Temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he lov.es you now ; * And now no foil, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 str.
...Do you doubt that ? Ofb. No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crefcent, does not go alone In thews and bulk; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now; And now no foil, nor cautel,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 str.
...No more Oph. Do you doubt That? Oph. No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more: For Nature, crefcent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk; but, as this Temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you how , * And now no foil of cantel... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 str.
...fuppliance of a minute ; No more. • Opb. No more but fo ? Laer, Think it no more ; For nature crefcent does not grow alone In ° thews and * bulk ; but as « this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind ' and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now, And now no * foil ' nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 382 str.
...fuppliance of a minute ; No more Oph. No more but fo ? Lacr. Think it no more : For nature crefeent does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now; And now no foil of cautel... | |
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For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. 
