 | William Shakespeare - 1868
...yet some liquor left. Ham. As thou'rt a man, Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have't. 0 good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus...draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March at some distance, and shot within. What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 509 páginas
...I'll have't. 0 good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind mol If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March at some distance, and shot within. What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest... | |
 | THOMAS R. GOULD - 1868
...line in Hamlet's last speech. After he has wrested the poisoned cup from Horatio's hand, he says — " If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story." Striving against the poison at work in his own frame, he begs Horatio to live, and lifts his hand toward... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John William Stanhope Hows - 1869 - 447 páginas
...heaven I'll have it.— O Heaven ! — Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknawn, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me...harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. — 0, 1 die, Horatio ; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit ; The rest is silence. "Din Her.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1870
...some liquor left. Ham. As thou'rt a man, Give me the cup; let go; by heaven, I'll have't.— O good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus...this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.—O ! I die, Horatio : [March afar off and shout within. The potent poison quite o'ercrows my... | |
 | ...words of the unfortunate Hamlet — " What a wounded паше, Things standing thus unknown, shall lire behind me ? If thou did'st ever hold me in thy heart,...world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story." To the world in general, and future generations, I say in my own words : Some here are sent, it's so... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1875
...I'll have'U 0 God, Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me 1 If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...breath in pain, To tell my story. — [ March afar ojf, and Shot within. What warlike noise is this ? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,... | |
 | 1899
...pathetic. ' ' Horatio, I am dead ; Thou liv'st : report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story." Finally, we cannot help feeling that Hamlet was a victim of circumstance, and that " he was likely,... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1870
...Hamlet — " What a wonnded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ? If thou clid'st ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity...world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story." To the world in general, and future generations, I say in my own ml я • words : Some here are sent,... | |
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