 | Peter Raby - 2003 - 236 pages
...you, having suffered so much for you; he who, with all the wrongs he did, can say, like Hamlet: . . . Forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.'" The next day she was buried in Montmartre. Baron Taylor, Joseph d'Ortigue, Briseux, Leon de Wailly... | |
 | Orville W. Owen - 2003 - 644 pages
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 | Michelle Lee - 2004 - 456 pages
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 | John Gibson, Wolfgang Huemer - 2004 - 376 pages
...similar histrionics and violence as he wrestles with his beloved's brother over her coffin: Hamlet: I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? Hing Claudius: O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen Gertrude: (to Laertes) For... | |
 | R. Clifton Spargo - 2004 - 338 pages
...so professes his own elegiac estimation of Ophelia by way of contrast to Laertes's inadequate love: I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her? (5.1.254-56) Given his habit of quantifying his mother's love for his... | |
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I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. 
