 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 страница
...a king; that was, to this, Hyperion4 to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem5 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't; — Frailty, thy name is woman ! — 8 Draught. 9 Report. ' Dissolve. * Law. 3 Entirely, + Apollo.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 страница
...excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | 1804 - 450 страница
...a king ! that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not let e'en the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...fed on: and yet within a month ! Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month ! or e'er those shoes were old, With which she... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страница
...a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr:9 so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem 1 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страница
...a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr:9 so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem1 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 страница
...excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 страница
...a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 страница
...Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why] she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown 10 By what it fed on: And yet, within a month, — Let...those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobé, all tears: — why she, even she, — " О heaven! a beast, that wants... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 страница
...a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of Heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 страница
...excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of Heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on'tl^-Frailty, thy name is woman! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which she... | |
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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, thy... 
