HamletKempische Boekhandel, 1869 - 97 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 22 találatból.
6. oldal
... Laertes , and his sister Ophelia , Lords attendant . King . Though yet of Hamlet our deare brothers death The memorie bee greene , and that it us befitted To beare our hearts in greefe , and our whole kingdome To be contracted in one ...
... Laertes , and his sister Ophelia , Lords attendant . King . Though yet of Hamlet our deare brothers death The memorie bee greene , and that it us befitted To beare our hearts in greefe , and our whole kingdome To be contracted in one ...
7. oldal
... Laertes , what's the newes with you ? You told us of some suite , what is't Laertes ? 9 to ( for of ) A. 11 an aufpitious , and a ABC . 12 dirdge A. mariage B. 13 waighing AB . 14 bard ABC . 15 Wifedomes DE . 17 yong B. 19 deere D. 21 ...
... Laertes , what's the newes with you ? You told us of some suite , what is't Laertes ? 9 to ( for of ) A. 11 an aufpitious , and a ABC . 12 dirdge A. mariage B. 13 waighing AB . 14 bard ABC . 15 Wifedomes DE . 17 yong B. 19 deere D. 21 ...
8. oldal
... Laertes That shall not be my offer , not thy asking ? 45 The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more instrumentall to the mouth , Then is the throne of Denmarke to thy father . What would'st thou have Laertes ? Laer . My ...
... Laertes That shall not be my offer , not thy asking ? 45 The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more instrumentall to the mouth , Then is the throne of Denmarke to thy father . What would'st thou have Laertes ? Laer . My ...
14. oldal
... Laertes and Ophelia his sister . Laer . My necessaries are imbark't , farewell , And sister , as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant , doe not sleepe , But let me heare from you . Exeunt . 255 Exit . Oph . Doe you doubt that ...
... Laertes and Ophelia his sister . Laer . My necessaries are imbark't , farewell , And sister , as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant , doe not sleepe , But let me heare from you . Exeunt . 255 Exit . Oph . Doe you doubt that ...
15. oldal
... Laertes ? a bord , a bord for shame , The wind sits in the shoulder of your saile , 40 45 50 55 21 fafty A fanctity DE . this ( for the ) ABC . 25 wifedome DE . 26 pe- culiar Sect and force DE . 29 way AB . 31 lofe DE . 34 keepe within ...
... Laertes ? a bord , a bord for shame , The wind sits in the shoulder of your saile , 40 45 50 55 21 fafty A fanctity DE . this ( for the ) ABC . 25 wifedome DE . 26 pe- culiar Sect and force DE . 29 way AB . 31 lofe DE . 34 keepe within ...
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ABCDE ABCF BCDEF beleeve businesse CDEF Clow Collier dead deere Denmarke doo't dooes doth Dyce eare earth edition Enter Hamlet Enter Horatio Enter King Enter Polonius Exeunt Exit Exit Ghost eyes farewell farre Fortinbrasse friends gentlemen Gertrude Ghost give Guil Guildensterne ha's hast hath heare heart heaven Hecuba heere in't indeede is't kyth Laer Laertes looke lord Hamlet madnesse majesty Marcellus marry misprint modern editors mother murther night Norway o're omitted in ABC Onixe Ophelia Osricke play players pollax poyson pray Priam Pyrrhus quarto Queene reading Reyn Rosencrans Scena Quarta Scena Secunda selfe Shakespeare Singer sleepe sonne soule speake sunne sweet sword tell thee Theobald There's thine thing thinke thou thoughts tongue true Tschischwitz twere vertue Wee'l William Shakespeare
Népszerű szakaszok
38. oldal - 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.
62. oldal - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ. Yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
77. oldal - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal, and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.
109. oldal - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ? If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
64. 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.
45. oldal - What's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have?
96. 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...
96. oldal - As thus; Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to 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...