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Enfolded Hamlet: Enfolded Search for "255"

The Tragedie of
H A M L E T

Prince of Denmarke.

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   252       Thou know'st tis common all that liues must die,	1.2.72
   253       Passing through nature to eternitie.	1.2.73
   254        Ham. I Maddam, it is common.	1.2.74
   255        Quee. If it be	1.2.74
   256       VVhy seemes it so perticuler with thee.	1.2.75
   257        Ham. Seemes Maddam, nay it is, I know not seemes,	1.2.76
   258       Tis not alone my incky cloake {coold} <good> mother	1.2.77

   
   
   
   
   
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   454        All. Our dutie to your honor.  Exeunt.	1.2.252
   455        Ham. Your {loues} <loue>, as mine to you, farwell.	1.2.253
   456       My fathers spirit (in armes) all is not well,	1.2.254
   457       I doubt some foule play, would the night were come,	1.2.255
   458       Till then sit still my soule, {fonde} <foule> deedes will rise	1.2.256
   459       Though all the earth ore-whelme them to mens eyes. Exit.	1.2.257
   460                    <Scena Tertia.>

   
   
   
   
   
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   1298     < Rosin. Why then your Ambition makes it one: 'tis>	2.2.252
   1299     <too narrow for your minde.>	2.2.253
   1300     < Ham. O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and>	2.2.254
   1301     <count my selfe a King of infinite space; were it not that>	2.2.255
   1302     <I haue bad dreames.>	2.2.256
   1303     < Guil. Which dreames indeed are Ambition: for the>	2.2.257
   1304     <very substance of the Ambitious, is meerely the shadow>	2.2.258

   
   
   
   
   
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   3447     {To'retop} <To o're top> old Pelion, or the skyesh head	5.1.253
   3448  Of blew Olympus.	5.1.254
   3449   Ham. What is he whose {griefe} <griefes>	5.1.254
   3450     Beares such an emphesis, whose phrase of sorrow	5.1.255
   3451     {Coniures} <Coniure> the wandring starres, and makes them stand	5.1.256
   3452     Like wonder wounded hearers: this is I	5.1.257
   3453     Hamlet the Dane.	5.1.258

   
   
   
   
   
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   3707     franckly play.	5.2.253
   3708     Giue vs the foiles. <Come on.>	5.2.254
   3709      Laer. Come, one for me.	5.2.254
   3710      Ham. Ile be your foile Laertes, in mine ignorance	5.2.255
   3711     Your skill shall like a starre i'th darkest night	5.2.256
   3712     Stick fiery of indeed.	5.2.257
   3713      Laer. You mocke me sir.	5.2.257