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...his thoughts on her sudden forgetfulness of his father, and the indecency of her hasty marriage. — That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not let e'en the winds of Heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why she...

...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! Oh fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. — Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? Why,...

...'tis an un weeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merelyj. That it should come to this ! But two months dead...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem || the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why,...

...stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! (c.) 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank...satyr ; so loving to my mother. That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember 1 Why, she...

...weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! oh fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank,...Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of Heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth ! Must I remember !...

...flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! О lie ' 'tis an un weeded garden, , That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem' the winds of heaven Visit her face too rouglJy. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she...

...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,...a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteemh the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she...

...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,...a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem h the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth \ Must I remember? why, she...

...How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fieon't! One' 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank,...satyr : so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem' the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she...