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Page 13
... passionate ; it vouch- safes no reply . It leaves Horatio trembling and pale : he acknowledges that this is something more than fantasy ; and that he could not have believed it without the sensible and true avouch of his own eyes . Its ...
... passionate ; it vouch- safes no reply . It leaves Horatio trembling and pale : he acknowledges that this is something more than fantasy ; and that he could not have believed it without the sensible and true avouch of his own eyes . Its ...
Page 24
... passionate declamation and the thoughts of getting rid of life by self - murder . Hamlet has read and thought much , has passed happy hours with Ophelia , has lived for the most part in a charmed world of imagination and sentiment ; he ...
... passionate declamation and the thoughts of getting rid of life by self - murder . Hamlet has read and thought much , has passed happy hours with Ophelia , has lived for the most part in a charmed world of imagination and sentiment ; he ...
Page 37
... passionate doubt and fear . His suspicions of error or deception have disappeared , but those suspicions had given place to one other and deeper suspicion , that the ghost he actually saw might be a spirit of evil in the borrowed shape ...
... passionate doubt and fear . His suspicions of error or deception have disappeared , but those suspicions had given place to one other and deeper suspicion , that the ghost he actually saw might be a spirit of evil in the borrowed shape ...
Page 65
... passion , would not have been likely to fall into such an error . It cannot be admitted that he merely and wantonly designed to terrify and wound the heart of an innocent girl , and could plot so unworthy a scheme in the midst of deeper ...
... passion , would not have been likely to fall into such an error . It cannot be admitted that he merely and wantonly designed to terrify and wound the heart of an innocent girl , and could plot so unworthy a scheme in the midst of deeper ...
Page 68
... passionate language , when she is dead , and he is by the side of her grave . This unexpected interview , with all its miserable circum- stances , in which the silent distraction of Hamlet de- prives Ophelia herself of words , and ...
... passionate language , when she is dead , and he is by the side of her grave . This unexpected interview , with all its miserable circum- stances , in which the silent distraction of Hamlet de- prives Ophelia herself of words , and ...
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Page 133 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 98 - 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 38 - 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?
Page 21 - 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 nqt beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Page 155 - 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.
Page 112 - Get thee to a nunnery : why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners ? I am myself indifferent honest : but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better my mother had not borne me...
Page 114 - I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nickname God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Page 61 - Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me.
Page 113 - I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
Page 204 - I do not think so; since he went into France, I have been in continual practice; I shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart; but it is no matter.