The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 14G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... What , is Horatio there ? Hor . A piece of him2 . Ber . Welcome , Horatio ; welcome , good Marcellus . Hor . What , has this thing appear'd again to - night ? Ber . I have seen nothing . Mar. Horatio says , ' tis but our fantasy ; And ...
... What , is Horatio there ? Hor . A piece of him2 . Ber . Welcome , Horatio ; welcome , good Marcellus . Hor . What , has this thing appear'd again to - night ? Ber . I have seen nothing . Mar. Horatio says , ' tis but our fantasy ; And ...
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... What art thou , that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march ? by heaven I charge thee , speak , Mar. It is offended . Ber . See ! it stalks away ...
... What art thou , that usurp'st this time of night , Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march ? by heaven I charge thee , speak , Mar. It is offended . Ber . See ! it stalks away ...
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... What think you of it ? Hor . Before my God , I might not this believe , Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Is it not like the king ? Mar. Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on , When he ...
... What think you of it ? Hor . Before my God , I might not this believe , Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Is it not like the king ? Mar. Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on , When he ...
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... what's the news with you ? You told us of some suit ; What is't , Laertes ? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane , And lose your voice : What would'st thou beg , Laertes , That shall not be my offer , not thy asking ? The head is ...
... what's the news with you ? You told us of some suit ; What is't , Laertes ? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane , And lose your voice : What would'st thou beg , Laertes , That shall not be my offer , not thy asking ? The head is ...
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... What is't , Ophelia , he hath said to you ? Oph . So please you , something touching the lord Hamlet . Pol . Marry , well bethought : ' Tis told me , he hath very oft of late Given private time to you ; and you yourself Have of your ...
... What is't , Ophelia , he hath said to you ? Oph . So please you , something touching the lord Hamlet . Pol . Marry , well bethought : ' Tis told me , he hath very oft of late Given private time to you ; and you yourself Have of your ...
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Page 156 - 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.
Page 282 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Page 34 - 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?
Page 353 - No more of that. — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Page 234 - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man ; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake : She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd : Here comes the lady ; let her witness it.
Page 79 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Page 102 - 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 : This was your husband.
Page 94 - 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 74 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
Page 143 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?