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... to some enterprize That hath a stomach in't ; which is no other 1 ( As it doth well appear unto our state ) | But to recover of us , by strong hand , And terms compulsatory , those foresaid lands So : 110 So by his father lost : And ...
... to some enterprize That hath a stomach in't ; which is no other 1 ( As it doth well appear unto our state ) | But to recover of us , by strong hand , And terms compulsatory , those foresaid lands So : 110 So by his father lost : And ...
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The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more instrumental to the mouth , Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father . What would'st thou have , Laertes ? 240 Laer . My dread lord , Your leave und favour to return to France ...
The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more instrumental to the mouth , Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father . What would'st thou have , Laertes ? 240 Laer . My dread lord , Your leave und favour to return to France ...
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... And I with them , the third night , kept the watch : Where , as they had deliver'd , both in time , Form of the thing , each word made true and good , The apparition comes : I knew your father ; These hands are not more like . Ham .
... And I with them , the third night , kept the watch : Where , as they had deliver'd , both in time , Form of the thing , each word made true and good , The apparition comes : I knew your father ; These hands are not more like . Ham .
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Yet here , Laertes ! aboard , aboard , for shame ; The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail , And you are staid for : There , -- my blessings with you ; ( Laying his hand on LAERTES ' head . And these few precepts in thy memory 530 ...
Yet here , Laertes ! aboard , aboard , for shame ; The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail , And you are staid for : There , -- my blessings with you ; ( Laying his hand on LAERTES ' head . And these few precepts in thy memory 530 ...
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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 700 As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.Still am I call'd — unhand me , gentlemen ; [ Breaking from them .
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 700 As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.Still am I call'd — unhand me , gentlemen ; [ Breaking from them .
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Page 56 - tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To me it is a prison.
Page 111 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake.
Page 96 - 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.
Page 32 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say, why is this ? wherefore ? what should we do ? [Ghost beckons HAMLET.
Page 150 - 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 : Ift be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Page 17 - Seems, madam ! Nay, it is ; I know not " seems." 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of...
Page 68 - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, I know my course.
Page 111 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple 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 20 - 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.
Page 100 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from.