Shakespeare's Tragedy of HamletD. Bogue, 1884 - 96 sivua |
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awhile Bernardo brother castle damned daughter DAVID BOGUE dead dear Denmark Dost thou doth drink drown e'en earth Enter HAMLET Enter HORATIO Enter KING Enter POLONIUS Exeunt Exit HAMLET eyes Farewell father father's death fear follow foul FRAN friends gentlemen Gertrude GHOST give good-night grace grief GUIL hath hear heart heaven Hecuba hold honour in't is't Jephthah KING WILLIAM STREET lady LAER Laertes leave look Lord Hamlet madam Majesty MARCELLUS marry matter mother murder night noble o'er offence on't Ophelia OSRIC play players pray Priam PRINCESS'S THEATRE prythee Pyrrhus QUEEN rapier revenge ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN SCENE SECOND GRA sings sleep soul speak speech sweet Sweet lord sword tell thee There's thine thing thou hast thoughts to-night to't tongue twere villain what's WILSON BARRETT Wittenberg words
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Sivu 82 - Give me leave. Here lies the water ; good : here stands the man ; good : If the man go to this water, and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes ; mark you that ? but if the water come to him, and drown him, he drowns not himself: argal, he that is not guilty of his own death, shortens not his own life. 2 Clo. But is this law ? 1 Clo. Ay, marry is 't ; crowner's-quest law. 2 Clo. Will you ha...
Sivu 43 - I'll have thee speak out the rest soon. Good my lord, will you see the players well bestowed? Do you hear, let them be well used; for they are the abstract and brief chronicles of the time: after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.
Sivu 14 - tis a fault to Heaven, A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, To reason most absurd ; whose common theme Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, From the first corse till he that died to-day, "This must be so.
Sivu 22 - The King doth wake tonight and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Sivu 34 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Sivu 12 - So have I heard and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill...
Sivu 67 - Ecstasy ! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately Keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness, That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass, but my madness speaks : It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whilst rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Sivu 39 - What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how 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 me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Sivu 14 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly; these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play: But I have that within which passeth show ; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Sivu 44 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for nothing ! For Hecuba ! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba," That he should weep for her...