 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - Страниц: 448
...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, show me what thou'lt do: Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 474
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - Страниц: 542
...my CM lids will no longer wag. Qtirni. 0 my sen ! what Incme ? 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. Q.ueen. For love of God, forbear... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - Страниц: 654
...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. 'Zounds, show me what thou'lt do: Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyWoul't drink... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - Страниц: 638
...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 - 1831 - Страниц: 528
...eyelids will no longer watr. Queen. 0 mv sen ! what тете ? 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 - 1832 - Страниц: 530
...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. II So4tos. eome.1623, HAM. 'Zounds, 1 1 show me what thou'lt do : 32. Wou'lt weep ? wou'lt fight ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - Страниц: 512
...my eye-lids 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. 4tos. QUEEN. For love of God, forbear... | |
 | Thomas Dolby - 1832 - Страниц: 446
...youth. AW i. 3. To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. Poems. I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. . . H. v. 1. My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers ; That love, which virtue begs,... | |
 | 1833 - Страниц: 1034
...exclaims, on coming out of her grave, into which he had leapt — " I loved Ophelia — forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum !" Alas ! what then must have been the misery of Ophelia, on being used as follows by him who loved... | |
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I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. 
