 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1847 - 516 страници
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 страници
...His canon 'gainst self-slaughter. О God ! О God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to hak ïv) excellent a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 страници
...His canon 3 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie ! 'tis...things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. 4 That it should come to this! But two months dead!—nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king;... | |
 | 1848 - 308 страници
...— " How weary, stale, flat and unprofitahle, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! 0 fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed...things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely ¡" and set him yearning to deliver himself from so foul a heing. The instigation to avenge his father,... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 570 страници
...God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world 1 Fie on't ! oh fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed...things rank, and gross in nature Possess it merely. existence and identity, which, accompanied by the succeeding remarks, give a poetical statement, as... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 страници
...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... | |
 | 1850 - 230 страници
...His canon 'gainst self-slaughter. O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't ! O fie !...things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely." She seemed intensely interested, and if we could love an imaginary hero, how truly would we love him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 страници
...fix'd Hiscanonf 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God' How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis...come to this! But two months dead!— nay, not so mu:h, not twoSo excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion§ to a satyr: so loving to my mother,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 страници
...fixed His canon3 'gainst self-slaughter! OGod! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie !...to seed; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.4 That it should come to this ! But two months dead ! — nay, not so much, not two: So excellent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 страници
...God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't ! 0 fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed;...rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. That it sbould come to this ! But two months dead ! — nay, not so much, not two : So excellent a king ; that... | |
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gainst self-slaughter! O God ! O God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden. That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. 
