 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 752 pages
...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....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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 836 pages
...a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteemb e start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone....these applauses are For some new honours that are father's body, Liike Niobe, all tears ; — why she, even she, — O, God !* a beast, that wants discourse... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 pages
...mother, That he might not beteemb the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and enrth ! adam's issue ? Why brand they us With base? wi father's body, Like Niobe, all tears ; — why she, even she, — O, God ! * a beast, that wants discourse... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 188 pages
...a king; that was, to this, HyperionJ to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteemg 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 woman ! A little month; or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 182 pages
...king; that was, to this, Hyperion J to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem§ the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1861 - 352 pages
...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...: 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1861 - 914 pages
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion || to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem IT thi on't;— Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1861 - 496 pages
...excellent a king, that was to this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; vet, within a month, — Let me not think — Frailty, thy name is Woman! A little month ! or ere... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 578 pages
...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...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... | |
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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, thy... 
