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It looks , indeed , to be desperate , and for that reason , I conceive , he chose to
drop it . I do not remember a parsage , throughout all our Poet ' s works , more
intricate and depraved in the text , of less meaning to outward appearance , or
more ...
It looks , indeed , to be desperate , and for that reason , I conceive , he chose to
drop it . I do not remember a parsage , throughout all our Poet ' s works , more
intricate and depraved in the text , of less meaning to outward appearance , or
more ...
Página 34
Enter Ghost . Hor . Look , my Lord , it comes ! Ham . Angels and ministers of
grace defend us ! Be thou a spirit of health , or goblin damned , Bring with thee
airs from heaven , or blasts from hell , Be thy intents wicked or charitable , Thou
comelt ...
Enter Ghost . Hor . Look , my Lord , it comes ! Ham . Angels and ministers of
grace defend us ! Be thou a spirit of health , or goblin damned , Bring with thee
airs from heaven , or blasts from hell , Be thy intents wicked or charitable , Thou
comelt ...
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But look where fadly the poor wretch comes reading . Pol . Away , I do bescech
you , both away . I ' ll board him presently . [ Exeunt King and Queen . Oh , give
me leave . - - - - How does my good Lord Hamlet ? Ham . Well , God o ' mercy .
Pol .
But look where fadly the poor wretch comes reading . Pol . Away , I do bescech
you , both away . I ' ll board him presently . [ Exeunt King and Queen . Oh , give
me leave . - - - - How does my good Lord Hamlet ? Ham . Well , God o ' mercy .
Pol .
Página 63
... but wherefore I know not , lost all my mirth , foregone all custom of exercise ;
and , indeed , it goes so hieavily with my difpofition , that this goodly frame , the
earth , seems to me a fteril promontory ; this most excellent canopy the air , look
you ...
... but wherefore I know not , lost all my mirth , foregone all custom of exercise ;
and , indeed , it goes so hieavily with my difpofition , that this goodly frame , the
earth , seems to me a fteril promontory ; this most excellent canopy the air , look
you ...
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This was your husband , - - - Look you now , what fol . Here is your husband , like
a mildewed ear , slows ; Blasting his wholesome brother . Have you eyes ? Could
you on this fair mountain leave to feed , And batten on this moor ? ha ! have ...
This was your husband , - - - Look you now , what fol . Here is your husband , like
a mildewed ear , slows ; Blasting his wholesome brother . Have you eyes ? Could
you on this fair mountain leave to feed , And batten on this moor ? ha ! have ...
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Página 21 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules : within a month ; Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Página 85 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 84 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 27 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.
Página 32 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect...
Página 163 - 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 : If t be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Página 125 - ... and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That for a fantasy and trick of fame Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain ? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth ! \Exit.
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