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... suspicion which Hamlet entertained of foul play , he could take no immediate action thereon without some evi- dence ; and his generous nature would be hampered in any such attempt by the consciousness that such a suspicion might spring ...
... suspicion which Hamlet entertained of foul play , he could take no immediate action thereon without some evi- dence ; and his generous nature would be hampered in any such attempt by the consciousness that such a suspicion might spring ...
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... suspicion of his uncle is confirmed ; most rigidly , though courteously , he questions Horatio and the others upon the circumstances under which the spectre had appeared ; he binds all three to silence , and when they are gone , there ...
... suspicion of his uncle is confirmed ; most rigidly , though courteously , he questions Horatio and the others upon the circumstances under which the spectre had appeared ; he binds all three to silence , and when they are gone , there ...
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... suspicions . The next speech , the longest by which he interrupts the ghost , is most re- markable : - Haste me to know't , that I , with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love , May sweep to my revenge . Shakespeare ...
... suspicions . The next speech , the longest by which he interrupts the ghost , is most re- markable : - Haste me to know't , that I , with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love , May sweep to my revenge . Shakespeare ...
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... suspicion of her perfect purity ; but one of the two must be given up , his love or his task of vengeance . While the struggle is going on within him , с X while his heart - strings are snapping asunder , pale A STUDY OF HAMLET.- 25.
... suspicion of her perfect purity ; but one of the two must be given up , his love or his task of vengeance . While the struggle is going on within him , с X while his heart - strings are snapping asunder , pale A STUDY OF HAMLET.- 25.
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... suspicions had been already aroused by the manifest constraint of Ophelia's manner ; at the same time his heart had been deeply touched at the equally manifest emotion under which she laboured . True , she was acting a part ; but she ...
... suspicions had been already aroused by the manifest constraint of Ophelia's manner ; at the same time his heart had been deeply touched at the equally manifest emotion under which she laboured . True , she was acting a part ; but she ...
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Page 45 - 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; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Page 21 - Remember thee ! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there ; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain...
Page 72 - 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.
Page 18 - tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed, things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely, that it should come to this, But two months dead, nay, not so much, not two, So excellent a king; that was to this Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly— heaven and earth Must 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...
Page 36 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Page 179 - Let four captains Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ; For he was likely, had he been put on, To have prov'd most royally : and, for his passage, The soldiers' music, and the rites of war, Speak loudly for him.
Page 132 - For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk, but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal.
Page 36 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for nothing ! For Hecuba ! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba," That he should weep for her...
Page 25 - Then goes he to the length of all his arm, And with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it. Long...
Page 102 - But I am very sorry, good Horatio, That to Laertes I forgot myself; For by the image of my cause I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours: But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion.