Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "102"
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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
99 Was as you knowe by Fortinbrasse of Norway, 1.1.82 100 Thereto prickt on by a most emulate pride 1.1.83 101 Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet, 1.1.84 102 (For so this side of our knowne world esteemd him) 1.1.85 103 Did slay this Fortinbrasse, who by a seald compact 1.1.86 104 Well ratified by lawe and {heraldy} <Heraldrie,> 1.1.87 105 {B2v} Did forfait (with his life) all {these} <those> his lands 1.1.88
116 For foode and diet to some enterprise 1.1.99 117 That hath a stomacke in't, which is no other 1.1.100 118 {As} <And> it doth well appeare vnto our state 1.1.101 119 But to recouer of vs by strong hand 1.1.102 120 And tearmes {compulsatory} <Compulsatiue>, those foresaid lands 1.1.103 121 So by his father lost; and this I take it, 1.1.104 122 Is the maine motiue of our preparations 1.1.105
281 {C1} As any the most vulgar thing to sence, 1.2.99 282 Why should we in our peuish opposition 1.2.100 283 Take it to hart, fie, tis a fault to heauen, 1.2.101 284 A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, 1.2.102 285 To reason most absurd, whose common theame 1.2.103 286 Is death of fathers, and who still hath cryed 1.2.104 287 From the first {course} <Coarse>, till he that died to day 1.2.105
565 Ophe. He hath my Lord of late made many tenders 1.3.99 566 Of his affection to me. 1.3.100 567 Pol. Affection, puh, you speake like a greene girle 1.3.101 568 Vnsifted in such perrilous circumstance, 1.3.102 569 Doe you belieue his tenders as you call them? 1.3.103 570 Ophe. I doe not knowe my Lord what I should thinke. 1.3.104 571 Pol. Marry {I will} <Ile> teach you, thinke your selfe a babie 1.3.105
784 Ile wipe away all triuiall fond records, 1.5.99 785 All sawes of bookes, all formes, all pressures past 1.5.100 786 That youth and obseruation coppied there, 1.5.101 787 And thy commandement all alone shall liue, 1.5.102 788 Within the booke and volume of my braine 1.5.103 789 Vnmixt with baser matter, yes <, yes,> by heauen, 1.5.104 790 O most pernicious woman.
999 This is the very extacie of loue, 2.1.99 1000 Whose violent propertie fordoos it selfe, 2.1.100 1001 <Oo2v> And leades the will to desperat vndertakings 2.1. 1002 As oft as any {passions} <passion> vnder heauen 2.1.102 1003 That dooes afflict our natures: I am sorry, 2.1.103 1004 What, haue you giuen him any hard words of late? 2.1.104 1005 Oph. No my good Lord, but as you did commaund 2.1.105
1127 But farewell it, for I will vse no art. 2.2.99 1128 <Oo3> Mad let vs graunt him then, and now remaines 2.2. 1129 That we find out the cause of this effect, 2.2.101 1130 Or rather say, the cause of this defect, 2.2.102 1131 For this effect defectiue comes by cause: 2.2.103 1132 Thus it remaines, and the remainder thus 2.2.105 1132 Perpend, 2.2.105
1755 Take these againe, for to the noble mind 3.1.99 1756 Rich gifts wax poore when giuers prooue vnkind, 3.1.100 1757 There my Lord. 3.1.101 1758 Ham. Ha, ha, are you honest. 3.1.102 1759 Oph. My Lord. 3.1.103 1760 Ham. Are you faire? 3.1.104 1761 Oph. What meanes your Lordship? 3.1.105
1953 Ham. No, nor mine now my Lord. 3.2.99 1953-4 You playd once | i'th Vniuersitie you say, 1955-6 Pol. That {did I} <I did> my Lord, and was accounted a good | Actor, 1957 Ham. <And> What did you enact? 3.2.102 1958 Pol. I did enact Iulius Cæsar, I was kild i'th Capitall, 3.2.104 1959 Brutus kild mee. 3.2.104 1960-1 Ham. It was a brute part of him to kill so capitall a | calfe there,
2480 And put it in his pocket. 3.4.101 2481 {Ger.} <Qu.> No more. 3.4.101 2482 Enter Ghost. .. 2483 Ham. A King of shreds and patches, 3.4.102 2484 Saue me and houer ore me with your wings 3.4.103 2485 You heauenly gards: what would {your} <you> gracious figure? 3.4.104 2486 {Ger.} <Qu.> Alas hee's mad. 3.4.105
2838 Messen. Saue your selfe my Lord. 4.5.99 2839 The Ocean ouer-peering of his list 4.5.100 2840 Eates not the flats with more impitious hast 4.5.101 2841 Then young Laertes in a riotous head 4.5.102 2842 Ore-beares your Officers: the rabble call him Lord, 4.5.103 2843 And as the world were now but to beginne, 4.5.104 2844 Antiquity forgot, custome not knowne, 4.5.105