 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 sivua
...my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt tbou do for her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For the love of God, forbear... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 sivua
...Until my eye-lids will no longer wag. . O'my son ! what theme? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her: King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Suee/i. For love of God, forbear him.... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 sivua
...my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O, my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? Queen. O, he is mad, Laertes. Ham. Come, show me what thou'lt do... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 sivua
...my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O, my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for l»er? Queen. O, he is mad, Laertes. Ham. Come, show me what thou'lt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 484 sivua
...him upon this theme, " Until my eyelids will no longer wag. — " I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers " Could not with all their quantity of love " Make up my sum." When Hamlet says, "the bravery of his grief did put me into * — he comet — ] The words stood... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 470 sivua
...lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand hrothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forhear him. Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou '1t do: Woul't weep? woul't fight?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 476 sivua
...lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand hrothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forhear him. Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou '1t do: Woul't weep? woul't fight?... | |
 | 1811 - 530 sivua
...premature grave, probably by his conduct, he professed to have most ardently loved her: " Forty thousand brothers " Could not, with all their quantity of love, " Make up my sum." There is more appearance of madness in his deportment towards her, than can be extracted from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 sivua
...my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love'of God, forbear him.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 sivua
...my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son ! what theme ? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him.... | |
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I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. 
