The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, 17 tomasGerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1811 |
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... : And yet , within a month , - Let me not think on't ; Frailty , thy name is woman ! - A little month ; or ere those shoes were old , With which she follow'd my poor father's body , - Like Niobe , all tears ; why she , 144 HAMLET ,
... : And yet , within a month , - Let me not think on't ; Frailty , thy name is woman ! - A little month ; or ere those shoes were old , With which she follow'd my poor father's body , - Like Niobe , all tears ; why she , 144 HAMLET ,
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... for himself ; for on his choice depends The safety and the health of the whole state ; And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Unto the voice and yielding of that body , Whereof PRINCE OF DENMARK . 19 SCENE III. ...
... for himself ; for on his choice depends The safety and the health of the whole state ; And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Unto the voice and yielding of that body , Whereof PRINCE OF DENMARK . 19 SCENE III. ...
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... body , Whereof he is the head : Then if he says , he loves you , It fits your wisdom so far to believe it , As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed ; which is no further , Than the main voice of Denmark goes ...
... body , Whereof he is the head : Then if he says , he loves you , It fits your wisdom so far to believe it , As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed ; which is no further , Than the main voice of Denmark goes ...
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... body As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve . -- [ Ghost beckons . Still am I call'd : -unhand me , Gentlemen ; - [ Breaking from them . By heaven , I'll make a ghost of him that lets I say , away : - - Go on , - me : ― - I'll follow thee ...
... body As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve . -- [ Ghost beckons . Still am I call'd : -unhand me , Gentlemen ; - [ Breaking from them . By heaven , I'll make a ghost of him that lets I say , away : - - Go on , - me : ― - I'll follow thee ...
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... body ; And , with a sudden vigour , it doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine ; And a most instant tetter bark'd about , Most lazar - like , with vile and loathsome crust ...
... body ; And , with a sudden vigour , it doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine ; And a most instant tetter bark'd about , Most lazar - like , with vile and loathsome crust ...
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alludes ancient appears bare bodkin believe Ben Jonson blood called character common corruption Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Denmark doth doubt drink Eastward Hoe edition England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father Fortinbras Ghost give grace Guil Hamlet Hanmer hast hath hear heart heaven heraldry honour Horatio i'the is't JOHNSON judgement King Laer Laertes look madness MALONE Marcellus MASON means meant mother murder nature night noble Norway o'er observed old copies Ophelia Osrick passage perhaps phrase play players poet poet's poison'd Polonius pray Prince Pyrrhus quarto Queen racter revenge RITSON ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN sables scene seems sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies sleep soul speak speech spirit STEEVENS suppose sweet sword tell thee Theobald There's thing thou thought tion TOLLET tongue true WARBURTON word
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