 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...  Shakespeare's Hamlet, herausg. von K. Elze - Страница 11по William Shakespeare - 1857 - 272 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
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...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 name is woman! A little month or ere those shoes were old With which she followed... | |
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...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 name is woman!— Hamlet, 1.2.139-46 My first two epigraphs invoke a guilty curiosity... | |
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...of heaven Visit her face too roughly.7 Heaven and earth! Must l remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on, and yet within a month ...8 Let me not think on't ... Frailty, thy name is woman.9 A little month or ere those shoes were... | |
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