Shakespeare Select Plays: Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

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At The Clarendon Press, 1872 - 250 pages
 

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Page 49 - Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I 'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I 'll observe his looks
Page 24 - and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once! The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
Page 102 - down the skull. Horatio. E'en so, my lord. 190 Hamlet. To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander, till he find it stopping a bung-hole ? Horatio. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so. Hamlet. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither
Page 38 - Honest, my lord! Hamlet. Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. 180 Polonius. That's very true, my lord. Hamlet. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion—Have you a daughter?
Page 82 - 50 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. How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother
Page 69 - t; Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven, And that his soul may be as damn'd and black As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays: This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. [Exit. King. [Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go. [Exit. SCENE IV. The Queen's
Page 82 - 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. How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother staiu'd, Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep? while to my shame
Page 23 - O, list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love—• Hamlet. O God! Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Hamlet. Murder! Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is; But this most foul, strange and unnatural. Hamlet. Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as
Page 26 - Ay, by heaven, my lord. Hamlet. There 's ne'er- a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he 's an arrant knave. Horatio. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave To tell us this. Hamlet. Why, right; you are i' the right; And so, without more circumstance at all,
Page 24 - disappointed, unaneled, No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head: O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible! 80 If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for

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