 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...  The Plays of William Shakespeare ... - Pagina 11door William Shakespeare - 1800Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
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...between his uncle and his dead father: 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!... | |
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