 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 348 str.
...mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven' Visit her face too rougbly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, As if...she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears :—why she, even she,— O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 str.
...mother, That he miglit notbeteem 3 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if...on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on 't ; — Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1819 - 348 str.
...of Heaven Hyperion to asatyr: so loving to my mother, Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why she would hang on him, As if...on't—Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month ! nr ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears!—why... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 str.
...had grown By what it fed on.' 49 ' And yet, within a month,— Let me not think on't; — Frailty, thy name is woman!— A little month; or ere those...heaven! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,' Would have mourn'd longer,—married with my uncle, My father's brother; but no more like my father,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1820 - 512 str.
...appetite had grown By what it fed on. m And yet, within a month,— Let me not think on'tj—Frailty, thy name is woman!— A little month ; or ere those...she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears ;—why she, even she,— O heaven! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,* Would have mourn'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 str.
...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 ; or ere those...she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears3 ; — why she, even she, — (O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason 4, appearing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 str.
...appetite had grown By what it fed un : and yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't :— Frailly, thy name is woman ! — A little month ; or ere those...she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears;— Why she, even she, — O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Woulii have mourn'd... | |
 | 1822 - 496 str.
...mother, That he permitted not the winds of heaven To visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why she would hang on him, As if...fed on : and yet within, a month ! Let me not think on't. Frailty, thy name is woman 1 A little month ! or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 str.
...mother, That be might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, As if...on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't; — Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 862 str.
...mother, That he might not let e'en the winds of Heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why she would hang on him. As if...fed on : and yet, within a month ! Let me not think on't— Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month ! or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd... | |
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That he might not beteem the winds 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 a month — Let me not think on't. — Frailty,... 
