Hamlet: Edited by Horace Howard Furness, Volume 3

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J.B. Lippincott, 1877
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Page 49 - 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
Page 51 - have mourn'd longer,—married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules. Within a month ? Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, 149. tears;—why] Steev. teares, Knt, Sing. Dyce i, Sta. Ktly. why Qq. teares. Why Ff. tears—
Page 217 - pause; there's the respect 68 That makes calamity of so long life ; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, 70 by Steevens. Elze supports his conjecture very ably, but it is needless. ' Shuffle' decides; a coil may be said to be shuffled off, but soil would be shaken off. HUDSON
Page 218 - 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, 71. proud~\
Page 31 - So have I heard, and do in part believe it. 165 But look, the Morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. Break we our watch up; and by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night 161. fairy}
Page 205 - 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.
Page 66 - not permanent, sweet, not lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. Oph. No more but so ? Laer. Think it no more; For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk; but, as this temple waxes, 7. youth of primy] youth and prime of Q
Page 298 - You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgement; and what judgement Would step from this to this ? Sense sure you have, Else could you not have motion; but sure that sense Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,
Page 145 - the stars are fire ; 115 Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love. 0 dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers. I have not art to reckon my groans; but that I love thee best, 0 most
Page 96 - 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; why the sepulchre, 45 45. Father; Royal Dane,

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