 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 But two months dead ! nay, not so  Elements of Criticism - Page 228by Lord Henry Home Kames - 1829 - 476 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 pages
...O God.' How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable Seems to me all the ufes of this World. Fie on'tf O fie! 'tis an unweeded Garden That grows to Seed; things rank, and grofs in Nature Poflefs it meerly. That it fhould come to this; But two Months dead; nay, not fo much;... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1762 - 478 pages
...'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 - Criticism - 1765 - 534 pages
...'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 pages
...solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew ! 323 Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! O God !...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fieon't! Ofie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 728 pages
...that the Everlaßing had not fix'd 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. 5 That it mould come to this! But two months... | |
 | Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803 - 314 pages
...tempestuous whirlwinds, sweep their maddened course over all the plains of the earth. " Fie on't!—O fie 1 'tis an unweeded garden, '' That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in nature " Possess it merely " ' If, after a long and a painful search, you have found a rose, and are greatly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pages
...itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 2 'gainst self-slaughter! OGod! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on't! O fye! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pages
...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! O God! How...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew ! 7 Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! O God! How...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fye on't! O fye! 'tis an uriweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pages
...itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon'gainst self-slaughter! OGod! OGod! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me...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:... | |
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