Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Ed. by C.E. Moberly

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Ed. by C.E. Moberly

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...no more marriages: those that are married already, all but one, shall live; the rest shall keep as they are. To a nunnery, go. Exit. Oph. O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, 160 The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down 1 And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh; That unmatch'd form and feature cf blown youth Blasted with ecstacy: O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see! Re-enter King and Polonius. King. Love! his affections do not that way tend; 170 Nor what he spake, though it lackd form a little, 152 Make your wantonness ymr ignorance. Use ambiguous Words as if you did rot 'snow their meaning. 161 The glass of fashion. See the Introduction, p. ix. Was not like madness. There's something in his soul, O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger: which for to prevent, I have in quick determination Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England, For the demand of our neglected tribute: Haply the seas and countries different, With variable objects, shall expel 180 This something-settled matter in his heart, Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus From fashion of himself. What think you on't? POL., It shall do well: but yet do I believe The origin and commencement of his grief Sprung from neglected love. How now, Ophelia! You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said; We heard it all. My lord, do as you please; But if you hold it fit, after the play, Let h's queen mother...show more

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  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
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  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236864212
  • 9781236864215