The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: Hamlet. Othello. Pericles, prince of TyreCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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... hold of him , Touching this dreaded sight , twice seen of us : Therefore I have entreated him along , With us to watch the minutes of this night ; That , if again this apparition come , He may approve our eyes , ' and speak to it : Hor ...
... hold of him , Touching this dreaded sight , twice seen of us : Therefore I have entreated him along , With us to watch the minutes of this night ; That , if again this apparition come , He may approve our eyes , ' and speak to it : Hor ...
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... hold my tongue ! Enter HORATIO , BERNARDO , and MARCELLUS . Hor . Hail to your lordship ! Ham . I am glad to see you well : Horatio , or I do forget myself . Hor . The same , my lord , and your poor servant ever . Ham . Sir , my good ...
... hold my tongue ! Enter HORATIO , BERNARDO , and MARCELLUS . Hor . Hail to your lordship ! Ham . I am glad to see you well : Horatio , or I do forget myself . Hor . The same , my lord , and your poor servant ever . Ham . Sir , my good ...
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... Hold you the watch to - night ? All . We do , my lord . Ham . Arm'd , say you ? All . Arm'd , my lord . Ham . From top to toe ? All . My lord , from head to foot . Ham . Then saw you not His face ? Hor . O , yes , my lord ; he wore his ...
... Hold you the watch to - night ? All . We do , my lord . Ham . Arm'd , say you ? All . Arm'd , my lord . Ham . From top to toe ? All . My lord , from head to foot . Ham . Then saw you not His face ? Hor . O , yes , my lord ; he wore his ...
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... hold my peace . I pray you all , If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight , Let it be tenable in your silence still ; And whatsoever else shall hap to - night , Give it an understanding , but no tongue ; I will requite your loves : So ...
... hold my peace . I pray you all , If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight , Let it be tenable in your silence still ; And whatsoever else shall hap to - night , Give it an understanding , but no tongue ; I will requite your loves : So ...
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... Hold off your hands . Hor . Be rul'd , you shall not go . Ham . My fate cries out , And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.— [ Ghost beckons . [ 8 ] It is probable that Shakespeare introduced his ...
... Hold off your hands . Hor . Be rul'd , you shall not go . Ham . My fate cries out , And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.— [ Ghost beckons . [ 8 ] It is probable that Shakespeare introduced his ...
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ancient Bawd Ben Jonson Boult Brabantio called Cassio Cleon Cyprus daughter dead dear death Desdemona Dionyza dost doth Duke Emil EMILIA Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear Fortinbras fortune Gent gentlemen give Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honest honour Horatio husband i'the Iago is't John Shakespeare JOHNSON King Henry lady Laer Laertes lago look lord LYSIMACHUS MALONE Marina marry means Michael Cassio mistress Mitylene Moor murder never night noble Ophelia Othello Pentapolis Pericles play poet POLONIUS pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre Queen Roderigo ROSENCRANTZ SCENE Shakespeare signifies soul speak STEEVENS sweet sword tell Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to-night Tyre villain WARBURTON wife word
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Page 17 - PoLONIUS, and LAERTES. Ham. O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew !' Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fye on't!
Page 42 - were so honest a man. Ham. Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand". Pol. Honest, my lord ? Pol. That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god, kissing carrion, Have you a daughter
Page 101 - one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that.—Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOT. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander looked
Page 56 - Oph. O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword ; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion, and the mould of form, 9 The observ'd of all observers ! quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and
Page 209 - threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe ; of one, whose subdu'd eyes Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum : Set you down this : And say, besides,—that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian, and traduc'd the state,
Page 56 - 1 have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in : What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven ! We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us : Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your father ? Oph. I was the
Page 71 - My mother stays : This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. [Exit. King. My words fly up, my thoughts remain below : Words, without thoughts, never to heaven go. [Exit. The King rises, and advances. SCENE IV. Another Room in the same. Enter Queen and POLONIUS. Pol. He will come straight Look, you lay
Page 134 - she had something heard, But not intentively : 1 did consent ; And often did beguile her of her tears, When I did speak of some distressful stroke, That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs ; She swore,—In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange : Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful
Page 85 - Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be. God be at your table! King. Conceit upon her father. Oph. Pray, let us have no words of this ; but when they ask you, what it means, say you this : Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's day,
Page 58 - may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings ;' who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows, and noise : I would have such a fellow whipped for o'er-doing Termagant ; it outherods Herod