 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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...and gross in nature Posses it merely. 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 140 That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.... | |
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...and gross in nature Possess it merely. 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, 140 That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too... | |
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