The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 8Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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... Ophelia fills the heart with tenderness , and every person- age produces the effect intended , from the apparition that in the first act chills the blood with horror , to the fop in the last , that exposes affectation to just contempt ...
... Ophelia fills the heart with tenderness , and every person- age produces the effect intended , from the apparition that in the first act chills the blood with horror , to the fop in the last , that exposes affectation to just contempt ...
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... OPHELIA , daughter of Polonius . Lords , Ladies , Officers , Soldiers , Players , Grave - Dig- gers , Sailors , Messengers , and other Attendants . SCENE , Elsinore . The original story on which this play is built , may be found in Saxo ...
... OPHELIA , daughter of Polonius . Lords , Ladies , Officers , Soldiers , Players , Grave - Dig- gers , Sailors , Messengers , and other Attendants . SCENE , Elsinore . The original story on which this play is built , may be found in Saxo ...
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... OPHELIA . Laer . My necessaries are embark'd ; farewell : And , sister , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is assistant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you .. Oph . Do you doubt that ? Laer . For Hamlet , and the trifling of ...
... OPHELIA . Laer . My necessaries are embark'd ; farewell : And , sister , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is assistant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you .. Oph . Do you doubt that ? Laer . For Hamlet , and the trifling of ...
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... Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister ; And keep you in the rear of your affection , 9 Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Virtue itself ' scapes not ...
... Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister ; And keep you in the rear of your affection , 9 Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Virtue itself ' scapes not ...
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... Ophelia ; and remember well What I have said to you . [ 2 ] The shoulder of your sail - this is a common sea - phrase . STEEVENS . [ 3 ] The literal sense is , Do not make thy palm callous by shaking every man by the hand . The ...
... Ophelia ; and remember well What I have said to you . [ 2 ] The shoulder of your sail - this is a common sea - phrase . STEEVENS . [ 3 ] The literal sense is , Do not make thy palm callous by shaking every man by the hand . The ...
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Страница 104 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Страница 51 - Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Страница 70 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in ! Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin, Ay, there, look grim as hell ! Des.
Страница 61 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Страница 20 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! — Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee, Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me: Let me not burst in ignorance!
Страница 76 - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Страница 53 - 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.
Страница 14 - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approv'd good masters,— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Страница 106 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Страница 50 - The observ'd of all observers ! quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...