Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "119"
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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
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
124+9 {Did squeake and gibber in the Roman streets} 1.1.116 124+10 {As starres with traines of fier, and dewes of blood} 1.1.117 124+11 {Disasters in the sunne; and the moist starre,} 1.1.118 124+12 {Vpon whose influence Neptunes Empier stands,} 1.1.119 124+13 {Was sicke almost to doomesday with eclipse.} 1.1.120 124+14 {And euen the like precurse of feare euents} 1.1.121 124+15 {As harbindgers preceading still the fates} 1.1.122
298 Heere in the cheare and comfort of our eye, 1.2.116 299 Our chiefest courtier, cosin, and our sonne. 1.2.117 300 Quee. Let not thy mother loose her prayers Hamlet, 1.2.118 301 I {pray thee} <prythee> stay with vs, goe not to Wittenberg. 1.2.119 302-3 Ham. I shall in all my best | obay you Madam. 304 King. Why tis a louing and a faire reply, 1.2.121 305 Be as our selfe in Denmarke, Madam come, 1.2.122
582 When the blood burnes, how prodigall the soule 1.3.116 583 {Lends} <Giues> the tongue vowes, these blazes daughter 1.3.117 584 Giuing more light then heate, extinct in both 1.3.118 585 Euen in their promise, as it is a making 1.3.119 586 You must not take for fire, {from} <For> this time <Daughter,> 1.3.120 587 Be {something} <somewhat> scanter of your maiden presence 1.3.121 588 Set your {intreatments} <entreatments> at a higher rate 1.3.122
804 {D4} Mar. How i'st my noble Lord? 1.5.117 805 Hora. What newes my Lord? 1.5.117 806 Ham. O, wonderfull. 1.5.118 807 Hora. Good my Lord tell it. 1.5.119 808 Ham. No, {you will} <you'l> reueale it. 1.5.119 809 Hora. Not I my Lord by heauen. 1.5.120 810 Mar. Nor I my Lord. 1.5.120
805 Hora. What newes my Lord? 1.5.117 806 Ham. O, wonderfull. 1.5.118 807 Hora. Good my Lord tell it. 1.5.119 808 Ham. No, {you will} <you'l> reueale it. 1.5.119 809 Hora. Not I my Lord by heauen. 1.5.120 810 Mar. Nor I my Lord. 1.5.120 811 Ham. How say you then, would hart of man once thinke it, 1.5.121
1144 Doubt thou the starres are fire, {Letter.} 2.2.116 1145 Doubt that the Sunne doth moue, 2.2.117 1146 Doubt truth to be a lyer, 2.2.118 1147 But neuer doubt I loue. 2.2.119 1148-9 O deere Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers, I haue not art to | recken 1149-50 my grones, but that I loue thee best, ô most best {belieue} <be-| leeue> it, adew. 1151-2 Thine euermore most deere Lady, whilst this | machine is to him. Hamlet.
1771 Oph. Indeed my Lord you made me belieue so. 3.1.115 1772-3 Ham. You should not haue beleeu'd me, for vertue cannot so 1773-4 {euocutat} <innocculate> our old stock, but we shall relish of it, I loued you not. 1775 {G3} Oph. I was the more deceiued. 3.1.119 1776-7 Ham. Get thee {a Nunry} <to a Nunnerie>, why would'st thou be a breeder of sin- 1777-8 ners, I am my selfe indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse mee of 1778-9 such things, that it were {better} <bet-| ter> my Mother had not borne mee: I am
1969 <Ophe. I my Lord.> 3.2.115 1970 Ham. Doe you thinke I meant country matters? 3.2.116 1971 Oph. I thinke nothing my Lord. 3.2.117 1972 Ham. That's a fayre thought to lye betweene maydes legs. 3.2.119 1973 Oph. What is my Lord? 3.2.120 1974 Ham. Nothing. 3.2.121 1975 Oph. You are merry my Lord. 3.2.122
2497 {Ger.} <Qu.> Alas how i'st with you? 3.4.116 2498 That you {doe} bend your eye on vacancie, 3.4.117 2499 And with {th'incorporall} <their corporall> ayre doe hold discourse, 3.4.118 2500 Foorth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep, 3.4.119 2501 And as the sleeping souldiers in th'alarme, 3.4.120 2502 Your bedded haire like life in excrements 3.4.121 2503 Start vp and stand an end, ô gentle sonne 3.4.122
2858 Giue me my father. 4.5.117 2859 Quee. Calmely good Laertes. 4.5.117 2860-1 Laer. That drop of blood {thats calme} <that calmes> | proclames me Bastard, 2862 Cries cuckold to my father, brands the Harlot 4.5.119 2863 Euen heere betweene the chast vnsmirched browe 4.5.120 2864 Of my true mother. 4.5.121 2865 King. VVhat is the cause Laertes 4.5.121
3112+3 {And nothing is at a like goodnes still,} 4.7.116 3112+4 {For goodnes growing to a plurisie,} 4.7.117 3112+5 {Dies in his owne too much, that we would doe} 4.7.118 3112+6 {We should doe when we would: for this would changes,} 4.7.119 3112+7 {And hath abatements and delayes as many,} 4.7.120 3112+8 {As there are tongues, are hands, are accedents,} 4.7.121 3112+9 {And then this should is like a spend thirfts sigh,} 4.7.122
3610+8 {memory, and yet but raw neither, in respect of his quick saile, but} 5.2.115 3610+9 {in the veritie of extolment, I take him to be a soule of great article,} 5.2.117 3610+10 {& his infusion of such dearth and rarenesse, as to make true dixion} 5.2.118 3610+11 {of him, his semblable is his mirrour, & who els would trace him, his} 5.2.119 3610+12 {vmbrage, nothing more.} 5.2.120 3610+13 {Cour. Your Lordship speakes most infallibly of him.} 5.2.121 3610+14 {Ham. The concernancy sir, why doe we wrap the gentleman in} 5.2.123