 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 trang
...heaven " Visit her face too roughly." Beteene is a corruption without doubt, but not so inveterate a Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, one, but that, by the change of a single letter, and the separation of two words mistakenly jumbled... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 trang
...: So excellent a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion If to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem'* the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth I Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 676 trang
...shrupt, which is, I confess, to me, unintelligible ; but in the same manner, beteem in Hamlet, " That he might not beteem the winds of heaven " Visit her face too roughly," was for a long period supposed to be a corruption, till a passage in Golding's Ovid ascertained that... | |
 | 1822 - 496 trang
...to this, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heaven To visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must...Let me not think on't. Frailty, thy name is woman 1 A little month ! or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like... | |
 | James Service (of Chatton.) - 1822 - 144 trang
...literary ferret, Through every varied kind of writing known. He seemed an endless craving to inherit, " As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on." Now in this quotation There's more, I think, than in a long oration. VI. The Greek and Latin languages... | |
 | 1822 - 746 trang
...of learning, but that their future ^tninments in the various branches of science would go forward, as if " increase of appetite had grown by what it fed on.*' The exhibitions of the day, he observed, both in the European and Oriental departments, in oial delivery,... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 414 trang
...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...appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within * month ! . Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month! or ere those shoes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 trang
...king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr9 : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem l the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...hang on him, ' As if increase of appetite had grown ' t , ; <.•f By what it fed on : And yet, within a month, — ' Let me not think on't ; — Frailty,... | |
 | 1823 - 872 trang
...so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! Must I remember — why, she would hang...if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : yet, within a month Ltt me not think— Frailty, thy name is Woman ! A little month ! or ere those... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1823 - 418 trang
...so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! Must I remember — why, she would hang...if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; yet, within a month, Let me not think — Frailty, thy name is Woman! A little month ! or ere these... | |
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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 That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must... 
