Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "148"
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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
144 For it is as the ayre, invulnerable, 1.1.145 145 And our vaine blowes malicious mockery. 1.1.146 146 Bar. It was about to speake when the cock crewe. 1.1.147 147 Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing, 1.1.148 148 Vpon a fearefull summons; I haue heard, 1.1.149 149 The Cock that is the trumpet to the {morne} <day>, 1.1.150 150 Doth with his lofty and shrill sounding throat 1.1.151
145 And our vaine blowes malicious mockery. 1.1.146 146 Bar. It was about to speake when the cock crewe. 1.1.147 147 Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing, 1.1.148 148 Vpon a fearefull summons; I haue heard, 1.1.149 149 The Cock that is the trumpet to the {morne} <day>, 1.1.150 150 Doth with his lofty and shrill sounding throat 1.1.151 151 Awake the God of day, and at his warning 1.1.152
329 By what it fed on, and yet within a month, 1.2.145 330 Let me not thinke on't; frailty thy name is woman 1.2.146 331 A little month or ere those shooes were old 1.2.147 332 With which she followed my poore fathers bodie 1.2.148 333 Like Niobe all teares, why she <euen she.> 1.2.149 334 O {God,} <Heauen!> a beast that wants discourse of reason 1.2.150 335 Would haue mourn'd longer, married with {my} <mine> Vncle, 1.2.151
841 Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith. 1.5.146 842 {D4v} Ham. Vppon my sword. 1.5.147 843 Mar. We haue sworne my Lord already. 1.5.147 844 Ham. Indeede vppon my sword, indeed. 1.5.148 845 {Ghost cries vnder the Stage.} 1.5.149 845 Ghost. Sweare. <Ghost cries vnder the Stage.> 1.5.149 846-7 Ham. {Ha,} <Ah> ha, boy, say'st thou so, art thou there {trupenny} <true-| penny>?
1174 Which done, she tooke the fruites of my aduise: 2.2.145 1175 And he {repell'd,} <repulsed.> a short tale to make, 2.2.146 1176 Fell into a sadnes, then into a fast, 2.2.147 1177 Thence to a {wath} <Watch>, thence into a weakenes, 2.2.148 1178 Thence to <a> lightnes, and by this declension, 2.2.149 1179 Into the madnes {wherein} <whereon> now he raues, 2.2.150 1180 And all we {mourne} <waile> for. 2.2.151
2528 Lay not {that} <a> flattering vnction to your soule 3.4.145 2529 That not your trespasse but my madnesse speakes, 3.4.146 2530 It will but skin and filme the vlcerous place 3.4.147 2531 {Whiles} <Whil'st> ranck corruption mining all within 3.4.148 2532 Infects vnseene, confesse your selfe to heauen, 3.4.149 2533 Repent what's past, auoyd what is to come, 3.4.150 2534 And doe not spread the compost {on} <or> the weedes 3.4.151
2894 King. Will you know them then? 4.5.145 2895 Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'le ope my armes, 4.5.146 2896 And like the kind life-rendring {Pelican} <Politician>, 4.5.147 2897 Repast them with my blood. 4.5.148 2898 King. Why now you speake 4.5.148 2899 Like a good child, and a true Gentleman. 4.5.149 2900 That I am guiltlesse of your fathers death, 4.5.150
2895 Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'le ope my armes, 4.5.146 2896 And like the kind life-rendring {Pelican} <Politician>, 4.5.147 2897 Repast them with my blood. 4.5.148 2898 King. Why now you speake 4.5.148 2899 Like a good child, and a true Gentleman. 4.5.149 2900 That I am guiltlesse of your fathers death, 4.5.150 2901 And am most {sencibly} <sensible> in griefe for it, 4.5.151
3136 Vnder the Moone, can saue the thing from death 4.7.145 3137 That is but scratcht withall, Ile tutch my point 4.7.146 3138-9 With this contagion, that if I gall him slightly, | it may be death. 3140 King. Lets further thinke of this. 4.7.148 3141 Wey what conuenience both of time and meanes 4.7.149 3142 May fit vs to our shape <,> if this should fayle, 4.7.150 3143 And that our drift looke through our bad performance, 4.7.151
3336 Ham. How long is that since? 5.1.145 3337-8 Clow. Cannot you tell that? euery foole can tell that, | it was {that} <the> 3338-9 very day that young Hamlet was borne: hee | that {is} <was> mad and sent into 3339 England. 5.1.148 3340 Ham. I marry, why was he sent into England? 5.1.149 3341-2 Clow. Why because {a} <he> was mad: {a} <hee> shall recouer his | wits there, or if 3342 {a} <he> doo not, {tis} <it's> no great matter there. 5.1.152