The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index ...H:O. Bohn, 1857 |
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... poor father's body , Like Niobe , all tears ; -why she , even she , - ( O heaven ! a beast , that wants discourse of reason , Would have mourn'd longer ) married with my uncle , father My father's brother ; but no more like my Than I to ...
... poor father's body , Like Niobe , all tears ; -why she , even she , - ( O heaven ! a beast , that wants discourse of reason , Would have mourn'd longer ) married with my uncle , father My father's brother ; but no more like my Than I to ...
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... poor servant ever . Ham . Sir , my good friend ; I'll change that name with you . And what make you from Wittenberg , Horatio ? — Marcellus ? Mar. My good lord , - Ham . I am very glad to see you ; good even , sir.- But what , in faith ...
... poor servant ever . Ham . Sir , my good friend ; I'll change that name with you . And what make you from Wittenberg , Horatio ? — Marcellus ? Mar. My good lord , - Ham . I am very glad to see you ; good even , sir.- But what , in faith ...
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... poor phrase , Wronging it thus ) you ' ll tender me a fool . Oph . My lord , he hath importuned me with love In honorable fashion . Po . Ay , fashion you may call it ; go to , go to . Oph . And hath given countenance to his speech , my ...
... poor phrase , Wronging it thus ) you ' ll tender me a fool . Oph . My lord , he hath importuned me with love In honorable fashion . Po . Ay , fashion you may call it ; go to , go to . Oph . And hath given countenance to his speech , my ...
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... poor ghost ! Ghost . Pity me not ; but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold . Ham . Speak ; I am bound to hear . Ghost . So art thou to revenge , when thou shalt hear . Ham . What ? Ghost . I am thy father's spirit ; Doom'd ...
... poor ghost ! Ghost . Pity me not ; but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold . Ham . Speak ; I am bound to hear . Ghost . So art thou to revenge , when thou shalt hear . Ham . What ? Ghost . I am thy father's spirit ; Doom'd ...
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... poor To those of mine ! But virtue , as it never will be moved , Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven ; So lust . though to a radiant angel link'd , Will sate itself'in a celestial bed , And prey on 40 ACT I. HAMLET ,
... poor To those of mine ! But virtue , as it never will be moved , Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven ; So lust . though to a radiant angel link'd , Will sate itself'in a celestial bed , And prey on 40 ACT I. HAMLET ,
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Bernardo beseech Bian blood Brabantio Cassio Clown Cyprus daughter dead dear death Denmark Desdemona devil dost thou doth Duke Elsinore Emilia Enter HAMLET Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit Exit Ghost eyes fair faith Farewell father fear fool Fortinbras foul gentlemen Ghost give grace grief Guil hand handkerchief hath hear heart heaven hither hold honest honor Horatio husband Iago kill'd King knave lady Laer Laertes lago lieutenant look madam madness Marcellus marry Michael Cassio mistress Moor mother murder never night noble Norway o'er Ophelia OSRIC play players poison poison'd Polonius Pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus Queen revenge Roderigo Rosencrantz and Guildenstern SCENE SHAK signior soul speak sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought to-night trumpet twas Venice villain what's wife
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61 psl. - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ?...
17 psl. - Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all, — to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
90 psl. - But O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn ? ' Forgive me my foul murder'? That cannot be, since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder, My crown, mine own ambition and my queen. . May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
49 psl. - O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
63 psl. - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
69 psl. - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword ; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down...
112 psl. - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
71 psl. - O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
112 psl. - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake.
97 psl. - O Hamlet! speak no more! Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots, As will not leave their tinct.