 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie7! 'tis an un weeded garden, That grows to seed ; things...to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven8 Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on 't! Ofie! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank , and gross...not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Most I remember? why , she would hang on him , As if increase of appetite... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1847 - 504 pages
...of this world! Pie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, * Soliloquies accounted for, Chap. IS. 21 That grows to seed: things rank and gross in nature...this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth! That he permitted not the winds of heav'n As if increase... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849
...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 !...Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, That he would not let the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. — Heaven and earth ! Must I remember... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - Elocution - 1851 - 552 pages
...flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't ! O fie ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank and gross...not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on 't ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...'tis an uuweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. J That it should come to this ! But two months dead...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...unweeded garden That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. That it sbould come to this ! But two months dead ! — nay, not...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...'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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely, J That it should come to this ! But two months dead...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie «n't ! 0 fie ! 'tis an unweedcd c Hyperion0 to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her... | |
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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... 
