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...some liquor left. Ham. As thou art a man, Give me the cup : let go : by henven I'll have it. O, good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus...draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March afuroff, andshot within. What warlike noise is this ? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from...

...left. Ham. As thou'rt a man, — Give me the cup ; let go ; by heaven I'll have it. — O Heaven ! — Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus...harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. — O, I die, Horatio ; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit ; * The rest is silence. [Diet...

...yet some liquor left. Ham. As thou'rt a man, Give me the cup; let go; by Heaven, I'll have't. — 0 God ! Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing...Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh word draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. — [March afar off, and Shot within. What warlike...

...it more perfectly. The Prince of Denmark, on the point of death, speaks to his friend Horatio : — If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. Act v. Sc. z. Sentiments derived from the Bible. 309 The great apostle of the Gentiles, in bondage...

...if we would learn it more perfectly. The dying Prince of Denmark speaks to his friend Horatio : — If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee...harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. Act v. Sc. 2: The great apostle of the Gentiles, in bondage at Rome, writes to his Philippian converts...

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...man, Give me the cup : let go ; by heaven, I'll have't. O good Horatio, what a wounded name, Tilings standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou...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...

...to prevent Horatio from drinking of the poisoned cup. Even here his egotism shews itself, — O good Horatio ! what a wounded name, Things standing thus...harsh world draw thy breath in pain To tell my story. This egotism seems to me a part of his character which has been too much overlooked, it is a trait...