With an auspicious and a dropping eye,1 Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2. The head is not more native to the heart. Ibid. A little more than kin, and less than kind. Ibid. Passing through nature to eternity. Ibid. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems.' Ibid. "T is not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black. But I have that within which passeth show; These but the trappings and the suits of woe. "T is a fault to heaven, Ibid. Ibid. A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, Ibid. O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! Seem to me all the uses of this world! Ibid. That it should come to this! Ibid. Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother 1 'one auspicious and one dropping eye,' Dyce, Singer, Staunton. My father's brother, but no more like my father Ibid. It is not nor it cannot come to good. Ibid. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats Or ever I had seen that day. Ibid. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Ibid. He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again. Ibid. Season your admiration for a while. Ibid. In the dead vast and middle of the night. Ibid. Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe.1 Ibid. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Ibid. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Ibid. Ham. His beard was grizzled, — no? Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve. Ibid. 1 'Armed at all points,' Singer, White. My father's brother, but no more like my father Ibid. It is not nor it cannot come to good. Ibid. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats Or ever I had seen that day. Ibid. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Ibid. He was a man, take him for all in all, >ne with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2. Act i. Sc. 3. A violet in the youth of primy nature, Give thy thoughts no tongue. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear 't that the opposed may beware of thee. Ibid. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy; 1 'hooks,' Singer. Ibid. |