The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Volume 17Gerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1811 |
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... Polonius , Lord Chamberlain . Horatio , friend to Hamlet . Laertes , son to Polonius , Voltimand , Cornelius , Rosencrantz , Guildenstern , Osrick , a courtier . Another courtier . A priest . Marcellus , Bernardo , Courtiers . Officers ...
... Polonius , Lord Chamberlain . Horatio , friend to Hamlet . Laertes , son to Polonius , Voltimand , Cornelius , Rosencrantz , Guildenstern , Osrick , a courtier . Another courtier . A priest . Marcellus , Bernardo , Courtiers . Officers ...
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... POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords , and Attendants . King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro- ther's death The memory be green ; and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief , and our whole kingdom To be ...
... POLONIUS , LAERTES , VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , Lords , and Attendants . King . Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro- ther's death The memory be green ; and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief , and our whole kingdom To be ...
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... Polonius ? Pol . He hath , my Lord , wrung from me my slow leave , By laboursome petition ; and , at last , Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent : ] I do beseech you , give him leave to go . King . Take thy fair hour , Laertes ; time ...
... Polonius ? Pol . He hath , my Lord , wrung from me my slow leave , By laboursome petition ; and , at last , Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent : ] I do beseech you , give him leave to go . King . Take thy fair hour , Laertes ; time ...
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... Polonius ' House , Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA . Laer . My necessaries are embark'd ; farewell : ' Aud , sister , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is assistant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you . Oph . Do you doubt that ...
... Polonius ' House , Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA . Laer . My necessaries are embark'd ; farewell : ' Aud , sister , as the winds give benefit , And convoy is assistant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you . Oph . Do you doubt that ...
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... treads , And recks not his own read . Laer . O , fear me not , I stay too long ; -But here my father comes . Enter POLONIUS . A double blessing is a double grace ; Occasion smiles upon a second leave . Pol . Yet 20 HAMLET ,
... treads , And recks not his own read . Laer . O , fear me not , I stay too long ; -But here my father comes . Enter POLONIUS . A double blessing is a double grace ; Occasion smiles upon a second leave . Pol . Yet 20 HAMLET ,
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Palavras e frases frequentes
alludes ancient appears bare bodkin believe Ben Jonson blood called character common corruption Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Denmark doth doubt drink Eastward Hoe edition England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father Fortinbras Ghost give grace Guil Hamlet Hanmer hast hath hear heart heaven heraldry honour Horatio i'the is't JOHNSON judgement King Laer Laertes look madness MALONE Marcellus MASON means meant mother murder nature night noble Norway o'er observed old copies Ophelia Osrick passage perhaps phrase play players poet poet's poison'd Polonius pray Prince Pyrrhus quarto Queen racter revenge RITSON ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN sables scene seems sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies sleep soul speak speech spirit STEEVENS suppose sweet sword tell thee Theobald There's thing thou thought tion TOLLET tongue true WARBURTON word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 131 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 66 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 89 - They bear the mandate ; they must sweep my way, And marshal me to knavery. Let it work, For 'tis the sport, to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar : and 't shall go hard, But I will delve one yard below their mines, And blow them at the moon.
Página 27 - Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away.
Página 96 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Página 21 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Página 84 - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty ; Calls virtue hypocrite ; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there ; makes marriage-vows As false as dicers...
Página 14 - O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew ! " Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter...
Página 183 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Página 25 - Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements?