Speeches (Lines) for Messenger
in "Hamlet"

Total: 3

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# Act, Scene, Line
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1

IV,5,2962

Save Yourself, my lord:
The ocean, overpeering of his list,
Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste
Than Young Laertes, in a riotous head,
O'erbears Your offices. The rabble call him lord;
And, as the world were now but to begin,
Antiquity forgot, custom not known,
The ratifiers and props of every word,
They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!'
Caps, hands, and tongues applaud it to the clouds,
'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!'

2

IV,7,3170

Letters, my lord, from Hamlet:
This to your Majesty; this to the Queen.

3

IV,7,3173

Sailors, my lord, they say; I saw them not.
They were given me by Claudio; he receiv'd them
Of him that brought them.

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