 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1762 - 478 стор.
...'gainft felf-flaughter ? O God ! O God ! How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed : things rank and grofs in nature Poflefs it merely. That it fhould come to this! But two months... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1762 - 480 стор.
...'gainft felf flaughter ? O God! O God! How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed : things rank and grofs in nature Poflefs it merely. That it fliould come to this! But two months... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1765 - 534 стор.
...'gainft felf flaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed : things rank and grofs in nature Pofiefs it merely. — That it fhould come to this ! But two... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 стор.
...into a dew ! 322 Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self- slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem...things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely. That it should come to this I But two months dead ! — nay, not so much, not two : So excellent a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 696 стор.
...the old reading to bs the true D 2 How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed ; things rank, and grofs in nature, PofTefs it merely.5 That it mould come to this ! But two months... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 стор.
...fuppofe the old reading to be the true How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ules of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed; things rank, and grofs in nature, Poflefs it merely.5 That it fhould come to this ! But two months... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 728 стор.
...fuppofe the old reading to be the true How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed ; things rank, and grofs in nature, Poffefs it merely.5 That it fhould come to this ! But two... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 304 стор.
...felf-flaughter ! O God ! O God I How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed : things rank, and grofs in nature, Poffefs it merely. That it Ihould come to this 1 But two months... | |
 | 1801 - 572 стор.
...Hamltt respecting human life may be applied without alteration to this play : " Fie on't ! fie on't ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed — things rank and gross in nature Possess ¡t merely." The stage has too long been occupied by these farces in five acts ; and it is time that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 стор.
...God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fyeon't! O fye! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.3 That it should come to this ! But two months dead! — nay, not so much, not two: So excellent... | |
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gainst self-slaughter! O God! O 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. 
