 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 pages
...j No more. <• Oph. No more but fo ? . .';,-. • r 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... | |
 | William Oldys - 1740 - 348 pages
...bafe : Nature hath meal and bran ; contempt and grace. Shake/pear's Cjmbtlint. 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. Slakefptar'*, U&ir.ltt Nature. Nature is motion's mother,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pages
...yet dare haidly offer whtt F imagine No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more : For Nature, crcfcent, 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 lov.es you now ; * And now no foil, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pages
...DENMARK. 'i$ t . Ofi>. No more but fo ? . , -j „ 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 Ibul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, lie loves you now; * And now no foil, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 pages
...Do you doubt that ? Ofb. 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 pages
...No more Oph. Do you doubt That? 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 how , * And now no foil of cantel... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 pages
...fuppliance of a minute ; No more. • Opb. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 382 pages
...fuppliance of a minute ; No more Oph. No more but fo ? Lacr. Think it no more : For nature crefeent 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 of cautel... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 370 pages
...a minute: No more. Of A. No more but fo ? Laer. Think it no more : For nature, crefcent, doesnot 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 noXv no foil, nor cautel,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 pages
...minute. -,Si:-cct, r.ot Ir.Jliug, Opb. 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 ; 9 And now no foil, nor... | |
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Think it no more: 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. 
