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1. profound
heaves 18. craven
scruple |
There’s matter in these sighs, these profound
heaves. Mad as the sea and wind, when both contend. And in this brainlish apprehension kills… To keep it from divulging, let it feed… Even on the pith of life. I am glad of it, a knavish speech sleeps in a
foolish ear. This sudden sending him away mush seem deliberate
pause. …seek him I’th’other place yourself. Follow him at foot. Thou mast not coldly set our sovereign process. … by letters conguing to that effect For like the hectic in my blood he rages… If that his majesty would aught with us… Goes it against the main of Poland sir. A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee. This is th’ impostume of much wealth and peace… Sure he that made us with such large discourse… Bestial oblivion, or some crave scruple… Which is not tomb enough and continent… No trophy, sword, or hatchment… |
Hamlet Act IV Pre-Vocab
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1. profound
heaves 18. craven
scruple |
a)
look at with
indifference b)
abscess, inner sore c)
cowardly restraint d)
dispute e)
coat of arms f)
core, essence g)
leading, agreeing h)
deep sighs and
shudders i)
fever j)
closely k)
entire country l)
greater price m)
frenzied state of mind n)
powerful intelligence o)
hell p)
wishes to negotiate q)
becoming generally
known r)
sarcastic s)
large enough container t)
planned |