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... fear and wonder . Bernardo . It would be spoke to . ° Marcellus . Question it , Horatio . 45 Horatio . What art thou that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark ...
... fear and wonder . Bernardo . It would be spoke to . ° Marcellus . Question it , Horatio . 45 Horatio . What art thou that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark ...
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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 . In dreadful secrecy impart they did , This to me And I with them the third night kept ...
... 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 . In dreadful secrecy impart they did , This to me And I with them the third night kept ...
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... fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth . He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ; for on his choice depends The safety and health of the whole state ; And ...
... fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth . He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ; for on his choice depends The safety and health of the whole state ; And ...
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... Fear it , Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister , And keep within the rear of your affection , Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon . Virtue itself scapes not ...
... Fear it , Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister , And keep within the rear of your affection , Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon . Virtue itself scapes not ...
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... fear me not . I stay too long ; but here my father comes . Enter POLONIUS A double blessing is a double grace ; Occasion smiles upon a second leave . Polonius . Yet here , Laertes ! Aboard , aboard , for shame ! The wind sits in the ...
... fear me not . I stay too long ; but here my father comes . Enter POLONIUS A double blessing is a double grace ; Occasion smiles upon a second leave . Polonius . Yet here , Laertes ! Aboard , aboard , for shame ! The wind sits in the ...
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answer apparently arras Bernardo blood Castle Enter comes court Dane daughter dead dear death Denmark dost doth drink earth effect Elsinore England Enter HAMLET Enter KING Exeunt Exit Exit GHOST eyes Farewell father fear feeling follow Fortinbras friends gentleman Gertrude Ghost give grief Hamlet mean hast hath hear heart heaven Hecuba hold Horatio in't is't Jephthah Julius Caesar King of Denmark King's Laertes Laertes's leave look Lord Hamlet majesty manner Marcellus marry mind mother murder nature night noble Norway o'er Ophelia Osric play Poems poison'd Polonius Polonius's pray Priam probably Pyrrhus Queen question rapiers reason revenge Reynaldo Rosencrantz and Guildenstern SCENE Second Clown seems sense Shakespeare's Sings soul speak speech spirit sweet sword tell thee There's thing thou thought VOLTIMAND wish Wittenberg Woo't words
Popular passages
Page 87 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some" quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Page 179 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Page 63 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory...
Page 105 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Page 16 - I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Page 85 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Page 34 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood...
Page 102 - 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.
Page 63 - What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form, and moving, how express and admirable! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
Page 107 - He will come straight. Look you lay home to him. Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with, And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat and him.