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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,... "
The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Página 138
por William Shakespeare - 1805
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The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volumen8

William Shakespeare - 1823
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion6 to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That be might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...old, With which 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,...
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The British Essayists: Tatler

James Ferguson - 1823
...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...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! or ere those shoes...
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The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the ..., Volumen8

William Shakespeare - 1823
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr9 : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem l the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...hang on him, ' As if increase of appetite had grown ' t , ; <.•f By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — ' Let me not think on't ; — Frailty,...
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The British Essayists: Tatler

James Ferguson - 1823
...hang on hhi As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within » month ! B 2 Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is Woman...old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears ! — why she, even she, O Heaven ! a brute that wants discourse of reason, Would...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from ..., Volumen2

William Shakespeare - 1824
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion6 to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...old. With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like iNiobe, all tears ; — why she, even she, — 0 heaven ' a beast, that wants discourse of reason,...
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The Plays, Volumen10

William Shakespeare - 1824
...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...old, With which 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,...
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The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at ..., Volumen5

Mrs. Inchbald - 1824
...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. —...month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which she followed my poor father's body, Like Niche, all tears, — She married with my uncle, My father's brother...
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The Beauties of Shakespeare: Selected from Each Play : with a General Index ...

William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 385 páginas
...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...fed on: And yet, within a month,— Let me not think on't;—Frailty, thy name is woA little month; orere those shoes were old, [man!— With which she...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from ..., Volumen2

William Shakespeare - 1824
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion« to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...it fed on : And yet, within a month, — Let me not mink on't; — Frailty, thy name is woman! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which...
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A dictionary of quotations from the British poets, by the author ..., Volumen1

British poets - 1824
...unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her galled eyes, She marry'd : — O most wicked speed. Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite...Let me not think on't ; ^Frailty, thy name is woman ! O, Hamlet, what a falling off was there ! From me, whose love was of that dignity, That it went hand...
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