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...What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, That beetles o'er his base into the sea? And there assume some...roar beneath. Ham. It waves me still : — Go on, I'll follow thee. Mar. You shall not go, my lord. Ham. Hold off your hands. Hor. Be rul'd, you shall...

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...Steeven*. 8 — tnys —] Fancies, freaks of imagination. Johnson. So, in Ji.im.let, Act I, sc. iv:^ "The very place puts toys of desperation, " Without more motive, into every brain." Reed. 7 That tempers him to this extremity.] I have collated the original quarto published in 1597,...