Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "249"
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Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "249"
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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
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246 King. How is it that the clowdes still hang on you. 1.2.66 247 Ham. Not so {much} my Lord, I am too much {in the sonne} <i'th'Sun>. 1.2.67 248 Queene. Good Hamlet cast thy {nighted} <nightly> colour off 1.2.68 249 And let thine eye looke like a friend on Denmarke, 1.2.69 250 Doe not for euer with thy {vailed} <veyled> lids 1.2.70 251 Seeke for thy noble Father in the dust, 1.2.71 252 Thou know'st tis common all that liues must die, 1.2.72 ![]()
447 If you haue hetherto conceald this sight 1.2.246 448 Let it be {tenable} <treble> in your silence still, 1.2.247 449 And {what someuer} <whatsoeuer> els shall hap to night, 1.2.248 450 Giue it an vnderstanding but no tongue, 1.2.249 451 I will requite your loues, so farre {you} <ye> well: 1.2.250 452 Vppon the platforme twixt a leauen and twelfe 1.2.251 453 Ile visite you. 1.2.252 ![]()
3439 Laer. O {treble woe} <terrible woer,> 5.1.246 3440 {M4v} Fall tenne times {double} <trebble,> on that cursed head, 5.1.247 3441 Whose wicked deede thy most ingenious sence 5.1.248 3442 Depriued thee of, hold off the earth a while, 5.1.249 3443 Till I haue caught her once more in mine armes; 5.1.250 3444 <Leaps in the graue.> .. 3445 Now pile your dust vpon the quicke and dead, 5.1.251 ![]()
3699 To my reuendge, but in my tearmes of honor 5.2.246 3700 I stand a loofe, and will no reconcilement, 5.2.247 3701 Till by some elder Maisters of knowne honor 5.2.248 3702 I haue a voyce and president of peace 5.2.249 3703 To <keepe> my name {vngord:} <vngorg'd.> but {all} <till> that time 5.2.250 3704 I doe receaue your offerd loue, like loue, 5.2.251 3705 And will not wrong it. 5.2.252