The Klingon HamletSimon and Schuster, 2001 M05 19 - 240 páginas For too long, readers throughout the Federation have been exposed to The Tragedy of Khamlet, Son of the Emperor of Qo'nos, that classic work of Klingon™ literature, only through inadequate and misleading English translations. Now at last, thanks to the tireless efforts of the Klingon Language Institute, this powerful drama by the legendary Klingon playwright, Wil'yam Shex'pir, can be appreciated in the elegance and glory of its original tongue. This invaluable volume contains the complete text of the play, along with an English translation for easy consultation and comparison. In addition, an incisive introduction explains the play's crucial importance in Klingon culture, while copious notes illustrate how the debased English version diverges from the original, often distorting and even reversing the actual meaning of the verses. Khamlet, the Restored Klingon Version, is a work that belongs in the library of every human who hopes truly to understand what it means to be Klingon. |
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... Night's Dream), and the play the reader currently has on his viewscreen. To come to this particular play: Khamlet is widely regarded amongst Klingons as a problematic play. This is because of the daring innovations by Shex'pir on the ...
... Night's Dream), and the play the reader currently has on his viewscreen. To come to this particular play: Khamlet is widely regarded amongst Klingons as a problematic play. This is because of the daring innovations by Shex'pir on the ...
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... night,” at the end of III 2, a speech which expresses the Klingon drive towards revenge masterfully. It is widely believed that this very cultural incongruity is what made General Chang (may he gain many victories in Krit'u!) quote the ...
... night,” at the end of III 2, a speech which expresses the Klingon drive towards revenge masterfully. It is widely believed that this very cultural incongruity is what made General Chang (may he gain many victories in Krit'u!) quote the ...
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... night. O, farewell, honest soldier: Who hath reliev'd you? Bernardo has my place. Give you good night. [Exit] Holla! Bernardo! Say, What, is Horatio there? A piece of him. Welcome, Horatio—welcome, good Marcellus. What, has this thing ...
... night. O, farewell, honest soldier: Who hath reliev'd you? Bernardo has my place. Give you good night. [Exit] Holla! Bernardo! Say, What, is Horatio there? A piece of him. Welcome, Horatio—welcome, good Marcellus. What, has this thing ...
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... night, Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak! It is offended. See, it stalks away! Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak! [Exit Ghost] 'Tis ...
... night, Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak! It is offended. See, it stalks away! Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak! [Exit Ghost] 'Tis ...
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... night long: And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm; So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. So have I heard,and do in part ...
... night long: And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm; So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. So have I heard,and do in part ...
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Página 176 - 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 has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Página 64 - 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.
Página 80 - That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, 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?
Página 82 - Get thee to a nunnery ; why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners ? I am myself indifferent honest ; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better my mother had not borne me ; I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious ; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
Página 36 - Murder most foul, as in the best it is; But this most foul, strange and unnatural. HAMLET. Haste me to know 't, that I, with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.
Página 34 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 32 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Página 164 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Página 170 - Why, man, they did make love to this employment; They are not near my conscience; their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow: Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites.