...Horatio, friends to Hamlet, and afterwards to Hamlet himself, as his father's spirit, declaring — 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...

...Hamlet.' Why shouldn't I have another shot? (To PA-M.)— But that I am forbid To tell the secrete of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. PA-M. (eagerly). The very thing for a melodrama. Delighted to make your acquaintance — hem— in...

...confin'd to fast in Fiers, Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature Are burnt and purg'd away? But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my Prison-House; I could a Tale vnfold, whose lightest word Would harrow vp thy soule, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like...

...hy knowledge of the unrestful spirit, hy the terrihle secrets of death hinted hy the Ghost's words: I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young hlood . . . (I. v. 15) This is added to Hamlet's sense of loss: this knowledge of the father he loved...

...gasped, 'It's bloody blown up!' But Markby was already calling for help. 252 PART THREE Family Secrets I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul . . . Hamlet, Act I, Scene 5 Chapter Twenty-five 'Both the gas company's investigator and the fire...

...draped a thin arm around the diminutive Coffrnan's shoulders. "I could a tale unfold, young Coffman, whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, and make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres." He spoke even more closely into the ear...

...confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house,...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...

...in this instance being the coffin):17 Oh Reader! — But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of the prison-house I could a tale unfold, whose lightest...Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, shoot from their spheres. . . . MIRACLES OF THE DEAD In our graveyards...

...of him. TOM: Foh, about my brain! JAC: But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, DEN: Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown; Our thoughts are...

...no thing; I can't return to my own past; I can't be converted; the sin is too original all together. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my Prison-House; I could a Tale unfold, My first marriage was breaking up. My wife and kids were in Boulder. I was in Aspen; sitting next to...