 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pagina’s
...him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. 1 lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do fpr her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham.... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1868 - 766 pagina’s
...this prepares us for the revulsion of passion in the next scene, and for the frantic confession, — "I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum ! " And it is only here that such an asseveration would be true even to the feeling of the moment ;... | |
 | 1826 - 508 pagina’s
...with him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O, my son ! what theme? Ham. I loved Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her ! Queen. O, he is mad, Laertes. Ham. Come, show me, what thou'lt do : Woul't... | |
 | Henry Mercer Graves - 1826 - 226 pagina’s
...distinct personation) — mark his love for Ophelia, and read these exquisite lines to her brother — I loved Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity Of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her ? The reader will allow me to call his attention to the three first words... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pagina’s
...eyelids will no longer wag. [The Attendants part them, and they come out of the Grave. Ham. I lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. —What wilt thou do for her ? Queen. O my son! what theme ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pagina’s
...[The Attendants part them, and they come ant of the Grave. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham.... | |
 | Francis Huyshe - 1827 - 76 pagina’s
...veneration of the abilities and acquirements of Mr. Porson is unbounded : " forty thousand" sons " could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum." I can speak of him only, as Dr. Parr does, " Richard Porson, rov vaw Savfuaarov." But if you talk of... | |
 | 1820 - 474 pagina’s
...a direct ex, planation on the point. In the ; harassed state of his mind, he could ; not have done otherwise than he did. His conduct does not contradict...than the queen's apostrophe to Ophelia on throwing flowers into the grave : . " Sweets to the sweet, farewell ! I hop'd thou should'st have been my Hamlet's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 pagina’s
...longer wag. [theme, Queen. O my son ! what theme J Ham. I lov'd Oplu-lia ; forty thousand hrothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.— What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forhear him. Ham. Zounds,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pagina’s
...upon this theme, Until my evi lids will no longer wag. Qtieen. 0 my son ! what theme 7 Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. 0, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham.... | |
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I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. 
