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...last,— d, little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,— He raised a sigh so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his bulk,2 And end his being. That done, he lets me go ; And, with his head over his shoulder turned, He...

...destroyed by some violent mental emotion or bodily pain. Says Sheakspeare: " He sighed a gigh so portentous and profound, as it Did seem to shatter all his bulk and end his being." National Eclectic Medical ConventionTile next meeting of this association is to be held at Rochester,...

...deed, Reproach, disdain, and deadly enmity ; Yet strive I to embrace mine infamy." " He rais'da sigh so piteous and profound, . As it did seem to shatter all his bulk." Turbervile, who preceded Shakspere about twenty years, has this line : — " My liver leapt within...

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...last,— a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,— He raised a sigh so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his bulk, t And end his being : That done, he lets me go : And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd, He seem'd...

...deed, Reproach, disdain, and deadly enmity ; Yet strive I to embrace mine infamy." " He rais'da sigh so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his balk." Turbervile, who preceded Shakspere about twenty years, has this line : — " My liver leapt...

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...vaudeville display of madness, Ophelia senses his obsession with hell and suicide: He raised a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being. (Hi) Hamlet intimidates and manipulates Ophelia by various means. His central strategy, to which sexual...