 tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank 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...  The Works of Shakespeare - Page 328by William Shakespeare - 1864Full view - About this book
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1847 - 516 pages
...of this world! Pie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, * Soliloquies accounted for, Chap. IS. 21 That grows to seed: things rank and gross in nature...this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth! That he permitted not the winds of heav'n As if increase... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 pages
...an unweeded garden, That grows to seed : things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely.—That it should come to this ! — But two months dead !...Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, That he would not let the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. — Heaven and earth ! Must I remember... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - Elocution - 1851 - 570 pages
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on 't ! O fie ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? And yet,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 pages
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! O fye ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things...excellent a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr4 : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem b the winds of heaven Visit her face too... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 pages
...'tis an uuweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. J That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem § the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pages
...unweeded garden That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. That it sbould come to this ! But two months dead ! — nay, not...satyr ; so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 pages
...flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie «n't ! 0 fie ! 'tis an unweedcd c Hyperion0 to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem7 the winds of heaven Visit her... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 pages
...'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely, t That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem § the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 pages
...'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely, J That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem § the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1853 - 542 pages
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed : things rank...Hyperion to a satyr : 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—... | |
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