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" 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 follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears... "
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with ..., 5. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 oldal
...Face too roughly. Heav'n and Earth ! Muft I remember? — why (he would hang on him, As if increafe of Appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet within...me not think on't-— Frailty, thy Name is Woman: ±37^ Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. A little Month ! or e'er thefe Shooes were old* With which ftie follow'd...

The lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, 2. kötet

Tatler - 1754 - 338 oldal
...Heaven and Earth f Muft 1 remember ? Why jhe would hang on him, As if Increafe of Appetite hadgro'ivn By what it fed on : And yet, within a Month ! Let me not think on't—Frailty, thy Name is Woman ! A little Month f Or ier thoje Shoes were old, With which jhe followed...

Anecdotes of Polite Literature ...

1764 - 216 oldal
...face too roughly. Heav'n and •earth! Muft I remember ? Why fhe would hang on him, As if increafe 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 thofe fhoes were old With which me follow'd...

Twenty of the Plays of Shakespeare: The most excellent tragedie of Romeo and ...

William Shakespeare - 1766 - 620 oldal
...heauen and earth Muft I remember, why fhe fhould hang on him As if increafe of appetite had growne By what it fed on, and yet within a month, Let me not thinke on't ; frailty thy name is woman A little month. On ere thofe fhooes were old With which fhe...

Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. Appendixes

William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 oldal
...her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Muft I remember ? Why, fhe would hang on him, As if increafe of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet, within a month Let me not think on't—Frailty, thy nnme is Woman! A little month -, or ere thole fboes were old, With which fhe follow'd...

The Tatler; Or, Lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, Esq, 2. kötet

1709 - 388 oldal
...her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Mufl I remember f Why me would hang on him, As if increafe of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet,...Frailty, thy name is woman ! A little month ! or ere thofe (hoes were old, With which (he followed my poor father's body. Like Niobe, all tears, why me,...

A Philosophical Analysis and Illustration of Some of Shakespeare's ...

William Richardson - 1774 - 220 oldal
...finally, by a flinging reflection on the Queen's inconftancy : Why, flie would hang on him, As if increafe of appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within a month— This affefts him fo feverely, that he ftrives to obliterate the idea : Let me not think on't— •...

The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a ...

William Shakespeare - 1780 - 288 oldal
...Heaven and earth ! IVJuft I remember f — why, Die would hang on him, As if increafe of appetite hud grown By what it fed on ; and yet, within a month...Frailty thy name is woman : A little month ! — or ere thofe fhoes were old, With which fhe follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niohe, all tears — Why...

The Weekly entertainer; or agreeable and instructive repository ..., 3-4. kötet

1784 - 1282 oldal
...face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! muft I remember ? why, fhe would Hang on him, as if encreafeof appetite Had grown by what it fed on — and yet Within a year ! — Let me not think. ' Diftraftion almoft accompanies it. — Oh ! that this foul deed could...

A Concordance to Shakespeare: Suited to All the Editions, in which the ...

Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 oldal
...Cymbeline, A. 3, S. 4. • Heaven and earth ! Muft I remember ? why, me would hang on him, As if increafe of appetite had grown By what it. fed on : and yet,...me not think on't ; — frailty, thy name is woman! Hamlet, A. i, S. 2. A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-feeming, thick, bereft of...




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