 tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother...  The Works of Shakespeare - Strana 328autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1864Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 630 str.
...flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't, O fie ! 't is an un weeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? — why,... | |
 | 1857 - 280 str.
...should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny. HAMLET. EXTRACT I.— HAMLET'S FIRST SOLILOQUY. That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in nature...a Satyr; so loving to my mother, That he might not let e'en the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ?• Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 752 str.
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! Oh fie ' ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank,...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven ' Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 838 str.
...flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't ! O, fie ! 't is an un weeded htness. If he fill'd His vacancy with his voluptuousness,...Full surfeits, and the dryncss of his bones, Call on too roughly. Heaven and enrth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him. As if increase of appetite... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 str.
...flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on Ч ! O, fio ! 't is an imweeded garden. That grows to seed; things rank and gross...might not beteemb the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and enrth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him. As if increase of appetite-... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 str.
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't ! O, fie ! 't cause between an ornngcwife beteem b the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1861 - 914 str.
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis ash beteem IT the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1861 - 352 str.
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem§ the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 404 str.
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Ii Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 578 str.
...'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely, t That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem § the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
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