 O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie...  Hamlet... - Página 17de William Shakespeare - 1882 - 148 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 páginas
...into a dew ! Or, that the Everlasting had not ti\M His canon* 'с.чп-i self-ilaughtcr ! О God .' О X /@ - «n't ! 0 fie ! 'tis an unweedcd garden, That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 páginas
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on 't ! oh fie ! 't is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. 2. That it should come to -this ! But two months dead ; nay, not so much ; not two ; So excellent a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 páginas
...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on 't ! 0 fyc ! 't is an unweeded garden That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely." " The expression is used by Southampton in his letter to Lord Ellesmere introducing Shakspcre and Burbage... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 páginas
...God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all Ihe uses of this world ! Fieon't! O hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose randoms thU ! But two months dead! — nay, not 10 much, not two: So excellent a king ; that was, to this,... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 páginas
...Shakspere. How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of the world! Fie on 't! O, fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed;...things rank, and gross in nature Possess it merely. Shakspere. The world's a hive, From whence thou can'st derive No good, but what thy soul's vexation... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 páginas
...itself into a dow ! Or, that the everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter IO God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! fie on't ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess... | |
 | 1853 - 656 páginas
...and they are guilty before God. who in any manner give it countenance, or support it. " Fie on't, 0 fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed ;...things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely." Of the players, and their general character, we shall not speak in this essay, but leave that subject... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 páginas
...into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! — О God, О God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on Ч, О fie ! Ч is an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank and gross ш nature Possess... | |
 | John Campbell Baron Campbell - 1853 - 454 páginas
...violence against the arbitrary proceedings of the lower House, exclaiming, — " Fye on't ! 0 fye ! 'tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely." He then darted at another quarry : " My Lords, I am apprehensive — I am too apprehensive — that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 páginas
...0 God' How 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, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.j That it should come to this! But two months dead! — nay, not so nm 'ti, not twoSo excellent... | |
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