Hamlet: Edited by Horace Howard Furness, Том 3J.B. Lippincott, 1905 |
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... King's presence and demands his father , the short time which is essential for keeping up the tension of the passion comes into play , and we get the impression that Laertes has just landed and has rushed in hot haste to the King's ...
... King's presence and demands his father , the short time which is essential for keeping up the tension of the passion comes into play , and we get the impression that Laertes has just landed and has rushed in hot haste to the King's ...
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... king that's dead . Mar. Thou art a scholar ; speak to it , Horatio . Ber . Looks it not like the king ? mark it , Horatio . Hor . Most like ; it harrows me with fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Question it , Horatio ...
... king that's dead . Mar. Thou art a scholar ; speak to it , Horatio . Ber . Looks it not like the king ? mark it , Horatio . Hor . Most like ; it harrows me with fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Question it , Horatio ...
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... king dashed down on the ice his sleaded battle - axe ( whatever that might be ) than that he struck an enemy or smote him to the ground , for in this case the king's visor would have been down , and Horatio could not have seen the frown ...
... king dashed down on the ice his sleaded battle - axe ( whatever that might be ) than that he struck an enemy or smote him to the ground , for in this case the king's visor would have been down , and Horatio could not have seen the frown ...
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... king ; it must be some gesture , not a blow delivered on an enemy . What , therefore , more natural than that he should strike his Poleaxe violently on the ice , just as any honest citizen is wont by way of emphasis to strike his fist ...
... king ; it must be some gesture , not a blow delivered on an enemy . What , therefore , more natural than that he should strike his Poleaxe violently on the ice , just as any honest citizen is wont by way of emphasis to strike his fist ...
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... KING , QUEEN , HAMLET , POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords , and Attendants . King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death 170. young ] yong QF‚F2 for , upon my life , ] perhaps Q'76 . 172 , 173. Om . Coll . ( MS ) ...
... KING , QUEEN , HAMLET , POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords , and Attendants . King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death 170. young ] yong QF‚F2 for , upon my life , ] perhaps Q'76 . 172 , 173. Om . Coll . ( MS ) ...
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Сторінка 396 - ... in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chop-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. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What 's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost...
Сторінка 198 - I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Сторінка 233 - 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.
Сторінка 303 - That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, , : . • . . That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
Сторінка 397 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth...
Сторінка 25 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Сторінка 139 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Сторінка 97 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Сторінка 279 - 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.
Сторінка 291 - 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.