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...majeftical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than a foul and peftilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is MAN...paragon of animals ! and yet, to me, what is this quinteflence of duft ? MAN delights not me, — nor WOMAN neither. public diverfionj to amufe themfelves...

...express and admirable! in action, how like an angel ! in apprehension, how like a god ! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals ! And yet to...quintessence of dust ? man delights not me, — nor w oman neither ; though, by your smiling, you seem to say so. Aon. Mv lord, there was no such stuff...

...express and admirahle ! in action, how like an angel ! in apprehension, how like a god ! the heauty of the world ! the paragon of animals! And yet, to...man delights not me, — nor woman neither; though, hy your smiling, you seem to say so. J?os. My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts. Ham. Why...

...express and admirahle ! in action, how like an angel J in apprehension, how like a god I the heauty of the world ! the paragon of animals! And yet, to...man delights not me, — nor woman neither; though, hy your smiling, you seem to say so. Ros. My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts. Ham. Why...

...excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave, o'erhanging firmament, this raajestical roof fretted wilh golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me...! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is Ms quintessence of dust t " The ghost of one, " in form and moving, how express and admirable," •was...

...With this view before his eyes, the language of Hamlet becomes the words of truth and soberness : " This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a steril...paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ?" To him who can firmly and steadily fix his eye on this naked and unvarnished...

...indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air,...paragon of animals ! And yet to me, •what is this quintessence of dust r Man delights not me, — nor woman neither ; though, by your smiling, you seem...

...insert. " I have of late, (but wherefore I know not,) lost all my mirth, forgoneall custom of exercises . and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition,...this quintessence of dust ' Man delights not me." Bishop Warburton finely observes upon the above — " This is an admirable description of a rooted...

..." I have of late, (but wherefore I know not,) lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises : and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition,...paragon of animals ! and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust • Han delights not me." Bishop Warburton finely observes upon the above —...