 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 414 str.
...of heaven Visit her face too roughly, Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within * month ! . Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month!... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 862 str.
...Heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why she would hang on him. As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within a month ! Let me not think on't— Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month !... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 str.
...Heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ? Must I remember ! Why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; yet, within a month, Let me not think Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month ! or ere those... | |
 | 1835 - 656 str.
...earning it is to other people. At the same time, his love of money suffered no diminution ; but, " as if increase of appetite had grown by what it fed on," his desire to add to his hoaid was the sole passion of his heart. He had a daughter who was extremely... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 str.
...the flushing of her galled eyes, She marry'd : — O most wicked speed. Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't ; ^Frailty, thy name is woman ! O, Hamlet, what... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 str.
...heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember > why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not mink on't; — Frailty, thy name is woman! — A little month... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 str.
...heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: And yet, within a month,— Let me not think on't;—Frailty, thy name is woA little month; orere those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 str.
...heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't ;— Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 str.
...heaven Visit her face too roughly. — Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't ! — Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little... | |
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As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! 
