The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumul 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... HAMLET . OTHELLO LONDON : Printed for R. Tonfon , H. Woodfall , J. Rivington , R. Baldwin , L. Hawes , Clarke and Collins , T.Longman , W.Johnston , T.Caslon , C.Corbet , T. Lownds , and the Executors of B. Dod . M.DCC LXVII . YORK ...
... HAMLET . OTHELLO LONDON : Printed for R. Tonfon , H. Woodfall , J. Rivington , R. Baldwin , L. Hawes , Clarke and Collins , T.Longman , W.Johnston , T.Caslon , C.Corbet , T. Lownds , and the Executors of B. Dod . M.DCC LXVII . YORK ...
Pagina 102
... Hamlet , Son to the former , and Nephew to the prefent King . Polonius , Lord Chamberlain , Horatio , Friend to Hamlet . Laertes , Son to Polonius . Voltimand , Cornelius , Rofencrantz , Guildenftern , Ofrick , a Fop . Courtiers ...
... Hamlet , Son to the former , and Nephew to the prefent King . Polonius , Lord Chamberlain , Horatio , Friend to Hamlet . Laertes , Son to Polonius . Voltimand , Cornelius , Rofencrantz , Guildenftern , Ofrick , a Fop . Courtiers ...
Pagina 103
... a King of Denmark as Claudius ; Mr. Pope comes and tells us , that this story was not in- vented by our Author , tho ' , from whence he took it , he knows not . E 4 Lang Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . HAMLET, ...
... a King of Denmark as Claudius ; Mr. Pope comes and tells us , that this story was not in- vented by our Author , tho ' , from whence he took it , he knows not . E 4 Lang Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . HAMLET, ...
Pagina 104
... Aruction , defign'd towards himself , on the bearers of the letters . Amletbus , returning home , by a wile furprizes and kills his uncle . Fran . Fran . Bernardo has my place ; give you good 104 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
... Aruction , defign'd towards himself , on the bearers of the letters . Amletbus , returning home , by a wile furprizes and kills his uncle . Fran . Fran . Bernardo has my place ; give you good 104 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
Pagina 105
... Horatio . Hor . What art thou , that ufurp'ft this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form , In which the majefty of buried Denmark E 5 Did Did sometime march ? by heav'n , I charge thee HAMLET , Prince of Denmark . 105.
... Horatio . Hor . What art thou , that ufurp'ft this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form , In which the majefty of buried Denmark E 5 Did Did sometime march ? by heav'n , I charge thee HAMLET , Prince of Denmark . 105.
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Pagina 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pagina 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pagina 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pagina 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pagina 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Pagina 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Pagina 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Pagina 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Pagina 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Pagina 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.