 | Eugenio María de Hostos - Poetry - 1994 - 552 pages
...Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th'event,— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom...This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause, and will, and strenght, and means To do't. Examples, gross as earth, exhort me: Witness this army, of such mass and... | |
 | Maynard Mack - Literary Criticism - 1993 - 300 pages
...of late lost all his mirth, forgone all custom of exercises. Still less can he tell why he delays: "I do not know Why yet I live to say, 'This thing's...I have cause, and will, and strength, and means To do 't" (4-4-43)Thus the mysteriousness of Hamlet's world is of a piece. It is not simply a matter of... | |
 | John Russell - Drama - 1995 - 260 pages
...oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th' event — A thought which, quartered, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward...cause, and will, and strength, and means To do't. (IV.iv. 39-46) Since Gonzago, however, he has had one splendid opportunity to do the thing, while Claudius... | |
 | 1995 - 1130 pages
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 | Richard Courtney - Drama - 1995 - 274 pages
...wisdom And ever three parts coward — (39-43) The merciless truth suddenly rings out in the baffled I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's...have cause, and will, and strength, and means To do't ... (43-46) and yet, until now he has done nothing: Examples gross as earth exhort me. Witness this... | |
 | Jean-Pierre Maquerlot - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 220 pages
...the rival prince, as if to undermine the validity of the distinction between valour and cowardice: Examples gross as earth exhort me, Witness this army...tender prince, Whose spirit, with divine ambition puff 'd, Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune,... | |
 | Drama - 1996 - 264 pages
...oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th' event — A thought which, quartered, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward...tender prince, Whose spirit, with divine ambition puffed, Makes mouths at the invisible event, HAMLET becomes smaller and smaller in frame as we continue... | |
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Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have... 
