 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 Seiten
...a minute: No more. Opb. No^more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crefcent, does not go alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now ; And now no foil, nor cautel,... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 Seiten
...to feed; things rank and grofs in nature, Pofiefs it merely. Hamlet, A. i, S. 2. Nature, crefcent, does not grow alone In thews, and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Hamlet, A. i, 8.3. What may this mean," That thou,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 Seiten
...The perfume and suppliance of a minute ; No more. Oph. No more but so f 480 Laer. Think it no more : For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews,...inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now ; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will : but,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 Seiten
...fuppliance of a minute ; No more. Oph. No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more ; For nature, crefcent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now ; And now no foil, nor cautel,... | |
 | Lord Alexander Fraser Tytler Woodhouselee - 1797 - 446 Seiten
...following pafTages, in a fimilar fpecies of phrafeology : Antiquated Terms : For Nature crefcent doth not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but as this temple waxes, ' The inward fervice of the mind and foul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves thee now, And now no foil nor cautel... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 Seiten
...Oph. No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more : For nature, crescent,1 does not grow alone In thews,1 and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now; And now no soil, nor cautel,3 doth besmirch 4 The virtue of his will : but,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 Seiten
...lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. Oph. No more but so? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews,...inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, lie loves you now; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will: but,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 Seiten
...Oph. No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews,2 and bulk; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now ; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will :3 but,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 Seiten
...Oph. No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews,2 and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will :3 but,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 924 Seiten
...*eop, the thi&b, or some such meaning. Nature crescent does nor grow Slone In Itnai and bulk ; hut, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Si**,***. WB1 you tell me how to chuse a man? Care I for the limbs, the thru.;, the stature, bulk and... | |
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For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. 
