Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: With Introductory Remarks; Explanatory, Grammatical, and Philological Notes |
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15. oldal
... eyes to behold him , remembring her offence , and , on the other side , she would gladly have imbraced her sonne in regard of the wise admonitions by him given unto her , which as then quenched the flames of unbridled desire that before ...
... eyes to behold him , remembring her offence , and , on the other side , she would gladly have imbraced her sonne in regard of the wise admonitions by him given unto her , which as then quenched the flames of unbridled desire that before ...
41. oldal
... eye , omitted no circumstance that could blind the judgment . The rumour of the surpassing magnificence of the ceremonies that had taken place at the Danish court had been cir- culated far and wide , and many had come from a distance to ...
... eye , omitted no circumstance that could blind the judgment . The rumour of the surpassing magnificence of the ceremonies that had taken place at the Danish court had been cir- culated far and wide , and many had come from a distance to ...
46. oldal
... eyes and speak to it . Hor . Tush , tush , ' twill not appear . Ber . And let us once again assail your ears , That are so fortified against our story , What we two nights have seen . Hor . 20 25 Sit down awhile ; Well , sit we down ...
... eyes and speak to it . Hor . Tush , tush , ' twill not appear . Ber . And let us once again assail your ears , That are so fortified against our story , What we two nights have seen . Hor . 20 25 Sit down awhile ; Well , sit we down ...
47. oldal
... eyes . Mar. Is it not like the king ? Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated ; So frown'd he once when , in an angry parle , He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice ...
... eyes . Mar. Is it not like the king ? Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated ; So frown'd he once when , in an angry parle , He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice ...
48. oldal
... eye . In the most high and palmy state of Rome , A little ere the mightiest Julius fell , The graves stood tenantless , and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As , stars with trains of fire and dews of blood ...
... eye . In the most high and palmy state of Rome , A little ere the mightiest Julius fell , The graves stood tenantless , and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As , stars with trains of fire and dews of blood ...
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Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: With Introductory Remarks; Explanatory ... William Shakespeare Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2013 |
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Shakespeare's Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: With Introductory ... William Shakespeare Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
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actors blood C. M. Ingleby called character Claudius Danish daughter dead dear death Dido doth drama earth England English Exeunt Exit eyes father Fengon Fortinbras French Gertrude Ghost Giles Fletcher Giordano Bruno give grief Guil hast hath hear heart heaven honour Horatio Horvendile is't Julius Cæsar kind king King Lear Laer Laertes Latin Lear lines madness Marcellus means Midsummer Night's Dream mind mother murder nature night Norway Omitted in folio Ophelia Osric passage phrase play players poet Polacks Polonius pray Prince Hamlet Prince of Denmark quarto Queen Quote reason revenge Richard II Rosencrantz and Guildenstern S. W. Singer says SCENE Shakespeare soul speak speech sweet sword tell thee things thou thought tion tragedy Wittenberg words
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74. oldal - Excellent well; you are a fishmonger. Pol. Not I, my lord. Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man. Pol. Honest, my lord! Ham. Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
130. oldal - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
123. oldal - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty . enough, and likelihood to lead it : as thus : Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam ; and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
134. oldal - And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came about : so shall you hear Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts, Of accidental judgments, •casual slaughters, Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause, And, in this upshot, purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I Truly deliver.
75. oldal - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
86. oldal - Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice, And could of men distinguish, her election Hath seal'd thee for herself...
75. oldal - O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
79. oldal - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
51. oldal - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not 'seems.' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly...
64. oldal - Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her.