A Study of HamletLongmans, Green, & Company, 1875 - 205 oldal |
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46. oldal
... believe that these horrid sentiments were entertained with any seriousness by the mind of Hamlet . * We come now to the scene known as the " closet scene , " which concludes the third act , and is , perhaps , for more reasons * See ...
... believe that these horrid sentiments were entertained with any seriousness by the mind of Hamlet . * We come now to the scene known as the " closet scene , " which concludes the third act , and is , perhaps , for more reasons * See ...
52. oldal
... from his mother's hold , and throws him- self on his knees at the spot where the spirit disappears , as if he would try to catch at its robe and detain it . Still Gertrude does not believe any the more in the reality 52 A STUDY OF HAMLET .
... from his mother's hold , and throws him- self on his knees at the spot where the spirit disappears , as if he would try to catch at its robe and detain it . Still Gertrude does not believe any the more in the reality 52 A STUDY OF HAMLET .
53. oldal
Frank Albert Marshall. Gertrude does not believe any the more in the reality of the apparition- Qu . This is the very coinage of your brain : This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in . The word " ecstasy " ( which means ...
Frank Albert Marshall. Gertrude does not believe any the more in the reality of the apparition- Qu . This is the very coinage of your brain : This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in . The word " ecstasy " ( which means ...
59. oldal
... believe in the reality of Hamlet's madness . Otherwise it would seem that the Queen had only pretended to believe her son was not mad , and that she was now giving his uncle fresh cause to put some restraint on him . The meaning of her ...
... believe in the reality of Hamlet's madness . Otherwise it would seem that the Queen had only pretended to believe her son was not mad , and that she was now giving his uncle fresh cause to put some restraint on him . The meaning of her ...
62. oldal
... believe it . Ros . Believe what ? HAM . That I can keep your counsel and not mine own . Besides , to be demanded of a sponge ! * what replication should be made by the son of a king ? Ros . Take you me for a sponge , my lord ? HAM . Ay ...
... believe it . Ros . Believe what ? HAM . That I can keep your counsel and not mine own . Besides , to be demanded of a sponge ! * what replication should be made by the son of a king ? Ros . Take you me for a sponge , my lord ? HAM . Ay ...
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32. oldal - The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
16. oldal - He took me by the wrist and held me hard ; Then goes he to the length of all his arm, And with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it.
13. oldal - Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records...
28. oldal - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak, With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle : I'll observe his looks ; I'll tent him to the quick : if he but blench, I know my course.
10. oldal - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
10. oldal - That it should come to this! But two months dead : nay, not so much, not two : So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might nqt beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
37. oldal - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
10. oldal - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet, within a month— Let me not think on't— Frailty, thy name is woman!— A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears:— why she, even she— O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason...
166. oldal - 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 ; Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
124. oldal - Think it no more : For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal.