Shakespeare's Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark |
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... leave and favour to return to France ; From whence though willingly I came to Den- mark , To show my duty in your ... leave and pardon . King . Have you your father's leave ? What says 12 [ ACT 1 HAMLET.
... leave and favour to return to France ; From whence though willingly I came to Den- mark , To show my duty in your ... leave and pardon . King . Have you your father's leave ? What says 12 [ ACT 1 HAMLET.
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... leave By laboursome petition , and at last Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent . " I do beseech you , give him leave to go . King . Take thy fair hour , Laertes ; time be thine , And thy best graces spend it ° at thy will ! But now ...
... leave By laboursome petition , and at last Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent . " I do beseech you , give him leave to go . King . Take thy fair hour , Laertes ; time be thine , And thy best graces spend it ° at thy will ! But now ...
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... leave . Polonius . Yet here , Laertes ! Aboard , aboard , for shame ! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail , 55 And you are stay'd for . There ; my blessing with thee ! And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character ...
... leave . Polonius . Yet here , Laertes ! Aboard , aboard , for shame ! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail , 55 And you are stay'd for . There ; my blessing with thee ! And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character ...
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... leave , my lord . Polonius . The time invites you ; go . Your servants tend . ° Laertes . Farewell , Ophelia ; and remember well What I have said to you . Ophelia . 85 ' Tis in my memory lock'd , And you yourself shall keep the key of ...
... leave , my lord . Polonius . The time invites you ; go . Your servants tend . ° Laertes . Farewell , Ophelia ; and remember well What I have said to you . Ophelia . 85 ' Tis in my memory lock'd , And you yourself shall keep the key of ...
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... Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge , To prick and sting her . Fare thee well ° at once ! The glow - worm shows the matin ° to be near , And gins to pale his uneffectual fire . Adieu , adieu ! Hamlet ...
... Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge , To prick and sting her . Fare thee well ° at once ! The glow - worm shows the matin ° to be near , And gins to pale his uneffectual fire . Adieu , adieu ! Hamlet ...
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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.