| William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 стор.
...let e'en the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must 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 name is... | |
| Longinus - 1800 - 238 стор.
...permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! Must I remember ? — why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; yet within a month Let me not think — Frailty, thy name is woman ! A little... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 стор.
...might not beteem5 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 name... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 стор.
...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 name... | |
| William Enfield - 1804 - 418 стор.
...permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! Must I remember !— Why she would hang on him , As if increase of appetite had grown -jj». By what it fed on : yet within a month i-^ Let me not think — Frailty, thy name is Woman!... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 стор.
...might not beteem1 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 name... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 стор.
...might not beteem 1 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 name... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 стор.
...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 name... | |
| William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 стор.
...might not let e'en 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 10 By what it fed on: And yet, within a month, — Let me not think on Ч :— — Frailty, thy... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 стор.
...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 name... | |
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