The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, المجلد 7A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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الصفحة 229
... Hamlet . Now young Fortinbras , Of unimproved mettle hot and full , Hath in the skirts of Norway , here and there , Shark'd up a lift of landlefs refolutes , For food and dyet , to fome enterprize That hath a ftomach in't : which is no ...
... Hamlet . Now young Fortinbras , Of unimproved mettle hot and full , Hath in the skirts of Norway , here and there , Shark'd up a lift of landlefs refolutes , For food and dyet , to fome enterprize That hath a ftomach in't : which is no ...
الصفحة 230
... , of the Events prefag'd by them : And fuch Senfe the flight Alteration , which I have ventur'd to make by a fingle Letter added , very aptly gives , Το To his Confine : And of the truth herein This 230 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark ,
... , of the Events prefag'd by them : And fuch Senfe the flight Alteration , which I have ventur'd to make by a fingle Letter added , very aptly gives , Το To his Confine : And of the truth herein This 230 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark ,
الصفحة 231
... Hamlet , Polonius , Laertes , Voltimand , Cornelius , Lords and Attendants . King . T Hough yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green , and that it fitted To bear our hearts in grief , and our whole Kingdom To be ...
... Hamlet , Polonius , Laertes , Voltimand , Cornelius , Lords and Attendants . King . T Hough yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green , and that it fitted To bear our hearts in grief , and our whole Kingdom To be ...
الصفحة 232
... the heart , The hand more inftrumental to the mouth , Than is the Throne of Denmark to thy father ,. What wouldst thou have , Laertes ? Laer . Laer . My dread lord , Your leave and favour 232 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark :
... the heart , The hand more inftrumental to the mouth , Than is the Throne of Denmark to thy father ,. What wouldst thou have , Laertes ? Laer . Laer . My dread lord , Your leave and favour 232 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark :
الصفحة 233
... Hamlet , and my fon Ham . A little more than kin , and less than kind . King . How is it , that the clouds still hang on you ? Ham . Not fo , my lord , I am too much i'th ' Sun. Queen . Good Hamlet , caft thy nighted colour off , And ...
... Hamlet , and my fon Ham . A little more than kin , and less than kind . King . How is it , that the clouds still hang on you ? Ham . Not fo , my lord , I am too much i'th ' Sun. Queen . Good Hamlet , caft thy nighted colour off , And ...
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الصفحة 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
الصفحة 281 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
الصفحة 251 - 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...
الصفحة 292 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
الصفحة 327 - 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.
الصفحة 170 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
الصفحة 443 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
الصفحة 247 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
الصفحة 154 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
الصفحة 274 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.