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Page 47 - 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!
Page 47 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say, why is this?
Page 65 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here...
Page 47 - Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again ! What may this mean, That thou, dead corse...
Page 43 - I'll stab thee. Fal. I call thee coward? I'll see thee gibbeted ere I call thee coward : but I would give a thousand pounds I could run as fast as thou canst. You are straight enough in the shoulders, you care not who sees your back : call you that backing of your friends? A plague upon such backing! Give me them that will face me. Give me a cup of sack.