Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of DenmarkMacmillan, 1911 - 323 pages |
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... Exeunt . SCENE II . A Room of State in the Castle Enter the KING , QUEEN , HAMLET , POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords and Attendants King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green , and that it ...
... Exeunt . SCENE II . A Room of State in the Castle Enter the KING , QUEEN , HAMLET , POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords and Attendants King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green , and that it ...
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... Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS . And now , Laertes , what's the news with you ? You told us of some suit ; what is't , Laertes ? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane , ° And lose your voice . What wouldst thou beg , Laertes , That ...
... Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS . And now , Laertes , what's the news with you ? You told us of some suit ; what is't , Laertes ? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane , ° And lose your voice . What wouldst thou beg , Laertes , That ...
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... Exeunt all but HAMLET . Hamlet . O , that this too too solid flesh would melt , Thaw , and resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon ' gainst self - slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary , stale , flat ...
... Exeunt all but HAMLET . Hamlet . O , that this too too solid flesh would melt , Thaw , and resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon ' gainst self - slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary , stale , flat ...
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... Exeunt all but HAMLET . My father's spirit in arms ! All is not well ; 255 I doubt some foul play . Would the night were come ! Till then sit still , my soul . Foul deeds will rise , Though all the earth o'erwhelm them , to men's eyes ...
... Exeunt all but HAMLET . My father's spirit in arms ! All is not well ; 255 I doubt some foul play . Would the night were come ! Till then sit still , my soul . Foul deeds will rise , Though all the earth o'erwhelm them , to men's eyes ...
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... any moment's leisure , As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet . Look to't , I charge you . Come your ways . Ophelia . I shall obey , my lord . 130 135 [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Platform Enter HAMLET , HORATIO , 28 [ ACT I. HAMLET.
... any moment's leisure , As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet . Look to't , I charge you . Come your ways . Ophelia . I shall obey , my lord . 130 135 [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Platform Enter HAMLET , HORATIO , 28 [ ACT I. HAMLET.
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