 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 Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - 420 페이지저자: William Shakespeare - 1824전체보기 - 도서 정보
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1873 - 256 페이지
...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...it 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1903 - 300 페이지
...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...appetite had grown By what it fed on ; and yet, within a monthLet me not think on 't — Frailty, thy name is woman I A little month, or ere those shoes were... | |
 | Styan - 1965 - 168 페이지
...Faustus is carried off * The soliloquy continues : so loving to my mother, That he might not betecm the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...what it 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1980 - 388 페이지
...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. Heaven...what it fed on. And yet within a month Let me not think on't. Frailty, thy name is woman. A little month, or e'er those shoes were old With which she... | |
 | Wolfgang Clemen - 1987 - 232 페이지
...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. Heaven...had grown By what it fed on; and yet within a month — 145 Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is woman — A little month, or ere those shoes... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 232 페이지
...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...it 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... | |
 | Norman Austin - 2010 - 280 페이지
...the flawless love between his father and mother— so loving to my mother. That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven...increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on—. Should we doubt this son's idyllic memory of his parent's matrimonial concord? Even mindful of the... | |
 | John O'Meara - 1991 - 120 페이지
...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...had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month — why she, even she — O God! ................................................................................. | |
 | Janet Adelman - 1992 - 396 페이지
...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...what it fed on; and yet within a month — Let me not think on't . . . (1.2.139-46) This image of parental love is so satisfying to Hamlet in part because... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1992 - 196 페이지
...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. Heaven...what it 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... | |
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