HamletKempische Boekhandel, 1869 - 97 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 47 találatból.
6. oldal
... queene , Hamlet , Polonius , 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 ...
... queene , Hamlet , Polonius , 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 ...
8. oldal
... Queene . Good Hamlet cast thy nighted colour off , And let thine eye looke like a friend on Denmarke , Doe not for ever with thy vailed lids , Seeke for thy noble father in the dust ; Thou know'st ' tis common , all that lives must die ...
... Queene . Good Hamlet cast thy nighted colour off , And let thine eye looke like a friend on Denmarke , Doe not for ever with thy vailed lids , Seeke for thy noble father in the dust ; Thou know'st ' tis common , all that lives must die ...
9. oldal
... . 100 peuifh A. 104 cried D. 105 coarfe DEF . dyed BDE . 109 imediate AB . 110 nobilitie AC . 112 towards DE . 114 retrogard AB retrograd Cretrogarde E. 116 cheare ABCF . Queene . Let not thy mother lose her prayers Hamlet I 2 HAMLET.
... . 100 peuifh A. 104 cried D. 105 coarfe DEF . dyed BDE . 109 imediate AB . 110 nobilitie AC . 112 towards DE . 114 retrogard AB retrograd Cretrogarde E. 116 cheare ABCF . Queene . Let not thy mother lose her prayers Hamlet I 2 HAMLET.
10. oldal
William Shakespeare Francis Henry Stratmann. Queene . Let not thy mother lose her prayers Hamlet , I pray thee stay with us , goe not to Wittenberg . Ham . I shall in all my best obey you madam . King . Why ' tis a loving and a faire ...
William Shakespeare Francis Henry Stratmann. Queene . Let not thy mother lose her prayers Hamlet , I pray thee stay with us , goe not to Wittenberg . Ham . I shall in all my best obey you madam . King . Why ' tis a loving and a faire ...
22. oldal
... queene ; O Hamlet , what a falling off was there , From me , whose love was of that dignity , 40 45 That it went hand in hand , even with the vow I made to her in marriage ; and to decline Upon a wretch , whose naturall gifts were poore ...
... queene ; O Hamlet , what a falling off was there , From me , whose love was of that dignity , 40 45 That it went hand in hand , even with the vow I made to her in marriage ; and to decline Upon a wretch , whose naturall gifts were poore ...
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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...