 Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy, he hath 'borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed...  The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - 337. oldalszerző: William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Maynard Mack - 1993 - 300 oldal
...the first instance, the mixture of profoundly imaginative feelings contained in Hamlet's epitaph for Yorick— I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that— (5.1.173) is weighed over against the buffoon literalism... | |
 | Terrence Ortwein - 1994 - 100 oldal
...Yorick's skull, the King's jester. HAMLET. This? CLOWN. E'en that. HAMLET. Let me see. (Takes the skull.) Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chapfall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor... | |
 | Robert E. Wood - 1994 - 188 oldal
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning — quite chop-fall'n. (Vi184-92) kingship, later acknowledged by Fortinbras, is evoked by his contemplation... | |
 | John Russell - 1995 - 260 oldal
...race, women, who in their concern for the transient and superficial forget the permanent and profound: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chapfall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor... | |
 | Michael D. Bristol - 1996 - 494 oldal
...memories of affection and personal warmth appear to come from another, quite incongruous source. HAMLET: Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? (5.1.185-193) In an important sense Yorick is Hamlet's real father, and under the law of reciprocity... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 132 oldal
...— a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thou- 160 sand times, and now how abhorred in my imagination it is!...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fall'n? Now 165 get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this... | |
 | Interdisciplinary Group for Historical Literary Study - 1996 - 414 oldal
...(recollected) kiss on the grotesque, composite overlay. He then shifts from commentary to direct address: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? (5.1.183-86) The Yorick in Hamlet's mind would have mocked his own death, even his own... | |
 | Erwin J. Warkentin - 1997 - 136 oldal
...poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times, and now — how abhorred...merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? (5. 1. 178-185) Borcherfs play deals with the life and death of the character described by Hamlet in... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 334 oldal
...overlay. He then shifts from commentary to direct address: Here hung those lips that 1 have kissed 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols,...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop- fallen? (1l. 183-86) The Yorick in Hamlet's mind would have mocked his own death, even his own... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 oldal
...Yorick's skull, the King's jester. HAMLET [Takes the skull]. This? GRAVEDIGGER. E'en that. HAMLET. Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour... | |
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