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From the fair forehead of an innocent love, . sets, 4tos. And makes * a blister there ;(83) makes marriage
Ah me, what act,
this ; (85)
As from the body of contraction plucks
The very soul] Annihilates the very principle of contracts.
Heaven's face-Yea this solidity-
Is thought-sick at the act.] The face of heaven looks
" “ O'er this solidity, &c.
Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
ment Would step from this to this ? [Sense, sure, you
have, Else, could you not have motion: (90) But, sure,
that sense Is apoplexed: for madness would not err; Nor sense to ecstasy was ne'er so thrallid, But it reserv'd some quantity of choice,com) To serve in such a difference.) What devil was't That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? (92) [Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight, Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all, Or but a sickly part of one true sense Could not so mope.") O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine (93) in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame, When the compulsive ardour gives the charge 35 Since frost itself as actively doth burn, And reason panders will.(94) QUEEN.
O Hamlet, speak no more : Thou turn’st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots, As will not leave their tinct.c
80 mope] Be so blind and stupid. See Temp. last sc. Boatsw.
gives the charge] Gives the signal for attack. Seymour.
* As will not leave their tinct] So died in grain, that they will not relinquish or lose their tinct are not to be discharged. In a sense not very dissimilar he presently says,
« Then what I have to do Will want true colour."
Nay, but to live ,
O, speak to me no more ;
A murderer, and a villain :
put it in his pocket!
HAM. Do you not come your tardy son to chide,
Ghost. Do not forget: This visitation
How is it with you, lady? QUEEN. Alas, how is't with you; do bend, That you bend * your eye on vacancy,
And with the incorporal air do hold discourse?
Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;
look? HAM. On him! on him !-Look you, how
pale he glares ! His forin and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones, Would make them capable.-- (101 Do not look upon
me; Lest, with this piteous action, you convert My stern effects ::10) then what I have to do Will want true colour ; tears, perchance, for
blood. QUEEN. To whom do you speak this? HAM.
Do you see nothing there? Queen. Nothing at all; yet all that is, I see. HAM. Nor did you nothing hear? QUEEN,
No, nothing, but ourselves. HAM. Why, look you there! look, how it steals
My father, in his habit as he lived !a
HAM. Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful musick: It is not madness, That I have uttered: bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word; which madness
* My father, in his habit as he lived] In the habit he was ac, customed to wear when living.
Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
[Pointing to Polonius.
gambol from] Start away from.
And when you are desirous to be bless'd,
I'll blessing beg of you] When you are desirous to receive a blessing from heaven (which you cannot, seriously, till you reform) I will beg to receive a blessing from you.