 | 1866 - 648 páginas
...n., 1. 182-183. And, then, in the last Scene of the last Act of the play, Hamlet implores Horatio, " If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tpll mv storv." Act v.. sc. n.. 1 337-360. The characters in this play believe in the personality of... | |
 | 1867 - 832 páginas
...to prevent Horatio from drinking of the poisoned cup. Even here his egotism shews itself, — O good Horatio ! what a wounded name, Things standing thus...harsh world draw thy breath in pain To tell my story. This egotism seems to me a part of his character which has been too much overlooked, it is a trait... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 1022 páginas
...name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ? If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, M 2 he fool); open confession, Youug Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 598 páginas
...name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ? If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, M 2 Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh...afar off, and shot within. What warlike noise is this P Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 586 páginas
...yet some liquor left. Ham. As thon 'rt a man, Give me the cup: let go; by heaven I '11 have it. — O God! — Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing...Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, To the amhassadors of England giv«s This warlike volley. ham. 0! I die, Horatio; " The potent poison quite... | |
 | Richard Simpson - 1868 - 98 páginas
...his duty to live. Thus Hamlet says to Horatio, who was about to drink the remains of the poison — O God, Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing...harsh world draw thy breath in pain To tell my story, . . It was this immortality of Mnemosyne that the poetlover appropriately sought to confer. The poet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 558 páginas
...yet some liquor left. Ham. As thou'rt a man, Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have't. 0 good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus...draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March at some distance, and shot within. What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 554 páginas
...I'll have't. 0 good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind mol If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March at some distance, and shot within. What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest... | |
 | Thomas Ridgeway Gould - 1868 - 205 páginas
...line in Hamlet's last speech. After he has wrested the poisoned cup from Horatio's hand, he says — " If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story." Striving against the poison at work in his own frame, he begs Horatio to live, and lifts his hand toward... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John William Stanhope Hows - 1869 - 474 páginas
...heaven I'll have it.— O Heaven ! — Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknawn, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me...harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. — 0, 1 die, Horatio ; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit ; The rest is silence. "Din Her.... | |
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Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. 
