 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...galled eyes, She married : — O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ! It is not, nor it cannot come to, good ; But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue. Enter HORATIO, BERNARDO, and MARCELLLS. HOT. Hail to your lordship ! Ham. I am... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...galled eyes , She married. — O, most wicked speed , to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ! It is not , nor it cannot come to , good ; But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue ! Enter HORATIO, BERNARDO, Hor. Hail to your lordship ! Ham. I am glad to see you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...galled eyes, She married. — O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ! It is not, nor it cannot come to good ; But break, my heart ; for I must hold my tongue ! 1 Intirely. * Apollo. * Suffer. Enter HORATIO, BERNARDO, and MAHCELLUS. Ho. Hail... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1847 - 504 pągines
...her gauled eyes, She married Oh, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not, nor it cannot come to good. But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. Hamlet, Act I. Sc. 3. The power of passion to falsify the computation of time... | |
 | 1849
[ El contingut d’aquesta pągina estą restringit ] | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849
...she, Married with mine uncle, my father's brother, But no more like my father, than I to Hercules. — It is not, nor it cannot come to good. — But, break my heart, for I must hold my tongue. EXTRACT FROM HAMLET. SHAKSPERE. I HAVE of late, but wherefore I know not, lost... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...galled eyes, She married : — O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ! It is not, nor it cannot come to, good : But break, my heart : for I must hold my tongue ! Enter HOEATIO, BEBNABDO, and MABCELLUS. Hor. Hail to your lordship ! Ham. I am... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...eyes, — She married. — 0 most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ! It is not, nor it cannot come to, good; But break, my heart ; for I must hold my tongue ! Enter HORATIO, BERNARDO, and MARCELLUS. Hor. Hail to your lordship ! I am glad... | |
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... 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, She married. 
