Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Page 86
For it is most true that a natural and secret hatred and aversation towards society in any man , hath somewhat of the savage beast ; but it is most untrue that it should have any character at all of the divine nature ; except it proceed ...
For it is most true that a natural and secret hatred and aversation towards society in any man , hath somewhat of the savage beast ; but it is most untrue that it should have any character at all of the divine nature ; except it proceed ...
Page 117
Mad call I it ; for , to define true madness , What is ' t but to be nothing else but mad ? But let that go . Queen . More matter , with less art . Pol . Madam , I swear I use no art at all . That he is mad , ' t is true ; ' t is true ...
Mad call I it ; for , to define true madness , What is ' t but to be nothing else but mad ? But let that go . Queen . More matter , with less art . Pol . Madam , I swear I use no art at all . That he is mad , ' t is true ; ' t is true ...
Page 119
That ' s very true , my lord . Ham . These tedious old fools ! Ham . For if the sun breed maggots in Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN . a dead dog , being a good kissing carrion , -Have you a daughter ? Pol .
That ' s very true , my lord . Ham . These tedious old fools ! Ham . For if the sun breed maggots in Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN . a dead dog , being a good kissing carrion , -Have you a daughter ? Pol .
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