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... fears are confirmed . The late King's brother Claudius , who has ascended the throne and wedded the widowed Queen , has poisoned the King while he slept . Hamlet is enjoined to secrecy and re- venge , and the Ghost vanishes . II ...
... fears are confirmed . The late King's brother Claudius , who has ascended the throne and wedded the widowed Queen , has poisoned the King while he slept . Hamlet is enjoined to secrecy and re- venge , and the Ghost vanishes . II ...
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... fears lest the very ground on which he lies prostrate may not prove treacherous . Stripped of all else , he is sensible on this point alone . Here is the life from which all else grows . Interested in the glare of prosperity around him ...
... fears lest the very ground on which he lies prostrate may not prove treacherous . Stripped of all else , he is sensible on this point alone . Here is the life from which all else grows . Interested in the glare of prosperity around him ...
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... fears nothing save the loss of existence . But this thought thunders at the very base of the cliff on which , shipwrecked of every other hope , he had been thrown . That which to everybody else seems common , presses upon him with an ...
... fears nothing save the loss of existence . But this thought thunders at the very base of the cliff on which , shipwrecked of every other hope , he had been thrown . That which to everybody else seems common , presses upon him with an ...
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... fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Question it , Horatio . Hor . What art thou , that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark 4I Did sometimes march ...
... fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Question it , Horatio . Hor . What art thou , that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark 4I Did sometimes march ...
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... fear - surprised eyes , Within his truncheon's length ; whilst they , distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear , Stand dumb , and speak not to him . This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did ; And I with them the third night ...
... fear - surprised eyes , Within his truncheon's length ; whilst they , distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear , Stand dumb , and speak not to him . This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did ; And I with them the third night ...
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Page 103 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise. I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing...
Page 159 - Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that 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 chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this...
Page 115 - 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. Why ! do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 57 - Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Page 98 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Page 121 - Come, come, and sit you down; you shall not budge; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
Page 45 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 151 - Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Page 170 - 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 has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes ? Let be.
Page 66 - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven! — O most pernicious woman!