The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play : Printed Complete from the Best EditionsR. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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Pagina 18
... house . Enter LAERTES , and OPHELIA . Laer . My neceffaries are embark'd ; farewell : And , fifter , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is affiftant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you . Oph . Do you doubt that ? Laer . For ...
... house . Enter LAERTES , and OPHELIA . Laer . My neceffaries are embark'd ; farewell : And , fifter , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is affiftant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you . Oph . Do you doubt that ? Laer . For ...
Pagina 26
... house , I could a tale unfold , whofe lightest word Would harrow up thy foul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes , like ftars , ftart from their fpheres ; Thy knotty and combined locks to part , And each particular hair to ...
... house , I could a tale unfold , whofe lightest word Would harrow up thy foul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes , like ftars , ftart from their fpheres ; Thy knotty and combined locks to part , And each particular hair to ...
Pagina 60
... , all : believe none of us : Go thy ways to a nunnery : Where's your father ? Oph . At home , my lord . Ham . Let the doors be shut upon him ; that he may may play the fool no where but in's own house 60 Aa II HAMLET .
... , all : believe none of us : Go thy ways to a nunnery : Where's your father ? Oph . At home , my lord . Ham . Let the doors be shut upon him ; that he may may play the fool no where but in's own house 60 Aa II HAMLET .
Pagina 61
... house . Farewell . Opb . O , help him , you sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou doft marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : Be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as fnow , thou shalt not escape calumny . Get thee to a nunnery ...
... house . Farewell . Opb . O , help him , you sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou doft marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : Be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as fnow , thou shalt not escape calumny . Get thee to a nunnery ...
Pagina 86
... house's top , Let the birds fly ; and , like the famous ape , To try conclufions , in the basket creep , And break your neck down . Queen . Be thou affur'd , if words be made of breath , And And breath of life , I have no life to 86 Act ...
... house's top , Let the birds fly ; and , like the famous ape , To try conclufions , in the basket creep , And break your neck down . Queen . Be thou affur'd , if words be made of breath , And And breath of life , I have no life to 86 Act ...
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Pagina 23 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Pagina 73 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think, I am easier to be played on than a pipe...
Pagina 39 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pagina 71 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 92 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Pagina 92 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Pagina 2 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Pagina 56 - I'll tent him to the quick. If he but blench, 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. I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
Pagina 54 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Pagina 28 - Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her.