Hamlet. Titus AndronicusPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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Strana 73
... sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich : their perfume lost , Take these again ; for to the noble mind " Rich gifts wax poor , when givers prove unkind . 110 There , my lord . Ham . Ha , ha ! are you honest ? Oph . My lord ...
... sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich : their perfume lost , Take these again ; for to the noble mind " Rich gifts wax poor , when givers prove unkind . 110 There , my lord . Ham . Ha , ha ! are you honest ? Oph . My lord ...
Strana 74
... sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou dost marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : Be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , thou shalt not escape calumny . Get thee to a nunnery ; farewel : Or , if thou wilt needs marry , marry a ...
... sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou dost marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : Be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , thou shalt not escape calumny . Get thee to a nunnery ; farewel : Or , if thou wilt needs marry , marry a ...
Strana 75
... sweet bells jangled , out of tune and harsh ; 170 That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth , Blasted with ecstasy : O , woe is me ! To have seen what I have seen , see what I see ! Re - enter King , and POLONIUS . King . Love ...
... sweet bells jangled , out of tune and harsh ; 170 That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth , Blasted with ecstasy : O , woe is me ! To have seen what I have seen , see what I see ! Re - enter King , and POLONIUS . King . Love ...
Strana 78
... sweet lord , at your service . Ham . Horatio , thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation cop'd withal . Hor . O , my dear lord , — Ham . Nay , do not think I flatter : For what advancement may I hope from thee , That no ...
... sweet lord , at your service . Ham . Horatio , thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation cop'd withal . Hor . O , my dear lord , — Ham . Nay , do not think I flatter : For what advancement may I hope from thee , That no ...
Strana 85
... Sweet , leave me here awhile ; My spirits grow dull , and fain I would beguile The tedious day with sleep . [ Sleeps . P. Queen . Sleep rock thy brain : And never come mischance betwixt us twain ! [ Exit . Ham . Madam , how like you ...
... Sweet , leave me here awhile ; My spirits grow dull , and fain I would beguile The tedious day with sleep . [ Sleeps . P. Queen . Sleep rock thy brain : And never come mischance betwixt us twain ! [ Exit . Ham . Madam , how like you ...
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Aaron ancient Bassianus Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson blood brother CHIRON Clown dead dear death deed Demetrius Denmark dost doth editions emperess emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio folio reads Fortinbras friends Ghost give Goths grace grief Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hecuba HENLEY honour Horatio is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Laer Laertes lapwing Lavinia look lord Lucius MALONE Marcus means mother murder never night noble o'er Ophelia Osrick passage play players poison'd Polonius pray Priam prince quartos read Queen revenge Rome ROSENCRANTZ Saturninus SCENE Shakspere shew signifies sons sorrow soul speak speech STEEVENS swear sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee THEOBALD There's thine thing thou hast thought TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue unto villain WARBURTON word
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Strana 56 - tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To me it is a prison.
Strana 113 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake.
Strana 98 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow ! Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
Strana 32 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say, why is this ? wherefore ? what should we do ? [Ghost beckons HAMLET.
Strana 152 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Who does it then ? His madness : Ift be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Strana 17 - Seems, madam ! Nay, it is ; I know not " seems." 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of...
Strana 68 - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, I know my course.
Strana 113 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, — A thought, which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom, And, ever, three parts coward, — I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means, To do't.
Strana 20 - 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.
Strana 102 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from.