A New Variorum Edition of Shakespeare: Hamlet. 1877

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J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1877

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Pagina 25 - garden 135 That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this ! But two months dead ! nay, not so much, not two ; So excellent a king ; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, 140 133. weary] wary Qq. Qq. meerly : that
Pagina 201 - To assume a pleasing shape ; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds More relative than this. The play's the thing 580 Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. [Exit. 573. tent} rent F,F 3 F
Pagina 18 - 75 Ham. Seems, madam ? nay, it is ; I know not seems. "Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, 80 Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
Pagina 222 - 212 HAMLET The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of disprized 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 ? who would fardels bear, 72.
Pagina 289 - currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law ; but 'tis not so above ; 60 There, is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compcll'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults
Pagina 90 - God ! Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. 25 Ham. Murder ? Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is, But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. Ham. Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love, 30 May sweep to my revenge. Ghost. I find
Pagina 16 - madam ? nay, it is ; I know not seems. "Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, 80 Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
Pagina 14 - madam ? nay, it is ; I know not seems. Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, 80 Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
Pagina 237 - cretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance : that you o'crstep not the modesty of nature ; for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and
Pagina 219 - of Time, the infamy of Fame.' The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, 71 The pangs of disprized 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 75 With a

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