The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, 14±ÇHenry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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... stand , and unfold Ber . Long live the king ! Fran . Ber . Bernardo ? He . Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now struck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco . Fran . For this relief , much thanks : ' tis bitter ...
... stand , and unfold Ber . Long live the king ! Fran . Ber . Bernardo ? He . Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now struck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco . Fran . For this relief , much thanks : ' tis bitter ...
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... Stand , ho ! Who is there ? Ho . Friends to this ground . Mar. And liegemen to the Dane . Fran . Give you good night . Mar. Who hath relieved you ? Fran . Give you good night . O , farewell , honest soldier : Bernardo hath my place ...
... Stand , ho ! Who is there ? Ho . Friends to this ground . Mar. And liegemen to the Dane . Fran . Give you good night . Mar. Who hath relieved you ? Fran . Give you good night . O , farewell , honest soldier : Bernardo hath my place ...
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... stands , Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse . And even the like precurse of fierce events , — As harbingers preceding ... stand . 1 i . e . the moon . A partisan is a kind of pike . • Portentous event . Ber . Ho . Mar. ' Tis gone ...
... stands , Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse . And even the like precurse of fierce events , — As harbingers preceding ... stand . 1 i . e . the moon . A partisan is a kind of pike . • Portentous event . Ber . Ho . Mar. ' Tis gone ...
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... whilst they , distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear , Stand dumb , and speak not to him . This to me 1 Most inveterate . 2 For attentive . In dreadful secresy impart they did ; And I with SCENE II . 25 PRINCE OF DENMARK . 25.
... whilst they , distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear , Stand dumb , and speak not to him . This to me 1 Most inveterate . 2 For attentive . In dreadful secresy impart they did ; And I with SCENE II . 25 PRINCE OF DENMARK . 25.
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... stand an end , Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood . - List , list , O , list ! If thou didst ever thy dear father love , - Ham . O heaven ! Ghost . Revenge his foul ...
... stand an end , Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood . - List , list , O , list ! If thou didst ever thy dear father love , - Ham . O heaven ! Ghost . Revenge his foul ...
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80 ÆäÀÌÁö - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes ', nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
63 ÆäÀÌÁö - O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
39 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
75 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ?...
65 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a steril promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
85 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
31 ÆäÀÌÁö - Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all, — to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
126 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.