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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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Hamlet
[I, 1] |
Horatio |
18 |
Friends to this ground.
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2 |
Hamlet
[I, 4] |
Marcellus |
691 |
Look with what courteous action
It waves you to a more removed ground.
But do not go with it!
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3 |
Hamlet
[I, 5] |
Hamlet |
909 |
Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our ground.
Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword.
Never to speak of this that you have heard:
Swear by my sword.
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4 |
Hamlet
[III, 2] |
Player King |
2046 |
Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round
Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground,
And thirty dozen moons with borrowed sheen
About the world have times twelve thirties been,
Since love our hearts, and Hymen did our hands,
Unite comutual in most sacred bands.
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5 |
Hamlet
[IV, 4] |
Norwegian Captain |
2804 |
Truly to speak, and with no addition,
We go to gain a little patch of ground
That hath in it no profit but the name.
To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it;
Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole
A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee.
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6 |
Hamlet
[IV, 5] |
Ophelia |
2930 |
I hope all will be well. We must be patient; but I cannot
choose but weep to think they would lay him i' th' cold ground.
My brother shall know of it; and so I thank you for your good
counsel. Come, my coach! Good night, ladies. Good night, sweet
ladies. Good night, good night. Exit
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7 |
Hamlet
[V, 1] |
Hamlet |
3418 |
That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once. How the
knave jowls it to the ground,as if 'twere Cain's jawbone, that
did the first murther! This might be the pate of a Politician,
which this ass now o'erreaches; one that would circumvent God,
might it not?
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8 |
Hamlet
[V, 1] |
Hamlet |
3494 |
Upon what ground?
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9 |
Hamlet
[V, 1] |
Priest |
3558 |
Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd
As we have warranty. Her death was doubtful;
And, but that great command o'ersways the order,
She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd
Till the last trumpet. For charitable prayers,
Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on her.
Yet here she is allow'd her virgin rites,
Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home
Of bell and burial.
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10 |
Hamlet
[V, 1] |
Hamlet |
3618 |
'Swounds, show me what thou't do.
Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself?
Woo't drink up esill? eat a crocodile?
I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?
To outface me with leaping in her grave?
Be buried quick with her, and so will I.
And if thou prate of mountains, let them throw
Millions of acres on us, till our ground,
Singeing his pate against the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth,
I'll rant as well as thou.
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