 | William Plumer - 1841 - 160 strani
...mine, where'er I stray, Swamscot! o'er thine ice bound way. IMPROVEMENT. For nature, crescent, doth not grow alone In thews and bulk; but as this temple...inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. SHAKSPEARE. How heedless is the school boy! yet how fraught With deep instruction ! heedless in the... | |
 | William Plumer - 1841 - 158 strani
...mine, where'er I stray, Swamscot! o'er thine ice bound way. IMPROVEMENT. For nature, crescent, doth not grow alone In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind ana soul Grows wide withal. SHAXSPEARE. How heedless is the school boy! yet how fraught With deep instruction... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Michael Henry Rankin - 1841 - 266 strani
...Scene 2. GROWTH OF THOUGHT. Laertes. Nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk; bat, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Hamlet. Act i. Scene 3. UNDUE RESPECT TO ANTIQUITY. Coriolanus. What custom wills, in all things should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 strani
...The perfume and suppliance of a minute ; — No more. Opk. 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 he loves you now ; And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch The virtue of his will : but you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 strani
...lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute2; 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, he loves you now ; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will5: but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 strani
...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 he loves you now ; And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch The virtue of his will : but you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 strani
...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, he loves you now ; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch* The virtue of his will : but,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 strani
...lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute2; Xo 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, he loves you now ; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will3: but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 strani
...No more. Oph, No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more : For nature, crescent, does not grow alone la thews, 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, norcautel, doth besmirch The virtue of his will : but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 strani
...Oph. No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more ; For nature, crescent,1 does not grow alone In thews s 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... | |
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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. 
