 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 oldal
...longer wag. [The Attendants part them, and they come out of the Grave. 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 my son! what theme ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 oldal
...part them, and they come ant of the Grave. 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. Ham.... | |
 | 1826 - 508 oldal
...theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O, my son ! what theme? Ham. I loved 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 : Woul't... | |
 | Henry Mercer Graves - 1826 - 226 oldal
...mark his love for Ophelia, and read these exquisite lines to her brother — I loved Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity Of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her ? The reader will allow me to call his attention to the three first words... | |
 | Francis Huyshe - 1827 - 76 oldal
...veneration of the abilities and acquirements of Mr. Porson is unbounded : " forty thousand" sons " could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum." I can speak of him only, as Dr. Parr does, " Richard Porson, rov vaw Savfuaarov." But if you talk of... | |
 | 1820 - 474 oldal
...did. His conduct does not contradict what he says when he sees her funeral : " I loved Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum." Nothing can be more affecting or beautiful than the queen's apostrophe to Ophelia on throwing flowers... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 oldal
...longer wag. [theme, Queen. O my son ! what theme J Ham. I lov'd Oplu-lia ; 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 oldal
...Until my evi lids will no longer wag. Qtieen. 0 my son ! what theme 7 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. 0, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham.... | |
 | 1829 - 760 oldal
...veneration of the abilities and acquirements of Mr. Porson is unbounded : " forty thousand" sons " could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum." I can speak of him only, as Dr. Parr does, ' Richard Porson, row iravv SavfiatTTOv." But if you talk... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 oldal
...theme, Until 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. Ham.... | |
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I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. 
