| London univ, King's coll - 1842 - 686 pągines
...wholly resigned her, he had not burst into that agony of grief which prompted the energetic cry — " I loved Ophelia ! forty thousand brothers Could not,...with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum." Again, observe how, immediately after Ophelia's death, he hastes to his revenge; not all the chords... | |
| 1842 - 514 pągines
...wholly resigned her, he had not burst into that agony of grief which prompted the energetic cry — * " I loved Ophelia ! forty thousand brothers Could not,...with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum." Again, observe how, immediately after Ophelia's death, he hastes to his revenge ; not all the chords... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pągines
...with him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not,...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her '. King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'Zounds, shew me what thou... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 pągines
...with him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not,...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'Zounds, shew me what thou... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 pągines
...him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. O ! he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'S wounds9! show me what... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pągines
...him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. Come, show me what thou 'It... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 pągines
...him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? King. O ! he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'Swounds9! show me what thou'lt... | |
| George Ramsay - 1843 - 574 pągines
...not, Chaos is come again." Hamlet says to Laertes, who had been boasting of his fraternal love : / loved Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum.12 These lines serve to illustrate the excessive fervour of the affection. The following show the... | |
| Patrick MacDonell - 1843 - 88 pągines
...of her untimely death, and repelling this charge, Hamlet tells Laertes, with great energy, I lov'd Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. Throughout this remarkable scene, though the reflections, interwoven as they are with the spirit of... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 pągines
...fight with him upon this theme Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O, my son, what theme ? Ham. I loved Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not,...love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. Zounds, show me what thou 'It do : Woul't weep ? woul't... | |
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