Hamlet. Titus AndronicusPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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Página 135
... Clown sings . But age , with his stealing steps , Hath claw'd me in his clutch , And hath shipped me into the land , As if I had never been such . Ham . That scull had a tongue in it , and could sing once : How the knave jowls it to the ...
... Clown sings . But age , with his stealing steps , Hath claw'd me in his clutch , And hath shipped me into the land , As if I had never been such . Ham . That scull had a tongue in it , and could sing once : How the knave jowls it to the ...
Página 136
... Clown sings . A pick - axe , and a spade , a spade , For - and a shrowding sheet : O , a pit of clay for to be made ... Clown . Clown . Mine , sir . O , a pit 136 A & V. HAMLET . '
... Clown sings . A pick - axe , and a spade , a spade , For - and a shrowding sheet : O , a pit of clay for to be made ... Clown . Clown . Mine , sir . O , a pit 136 A & V. HAMLET . '
Página 137
... Clown . You lie out on't , sir , and therefore it is not yours : for my part , I do not lie in't , yet it is mine ... Clown . ' Tis a quick lie , sir ; ' twill away again , from me to you . Ham . What man dost thou dig it for ? Clown ...
... Clown . You lie out on't , sir , and therefore it is not yours : for my part , I do not lie in't , yet it is mine ... Clown . ' Tis a quick lie , sir ; ' twill away again , from me to you . Ham . What man dost thou dig it for ? Clown ...
Página 138
... Clown . ' Twill not be seen in him there ; there the men are as mad as he . Ham . How came he mad ? Clown . Very strangely , they say . Ham . How strangely ? Clown . ' Faith , e'en with losing his wits . Ham . Upon what ground ? 160 ...
... Clown . ' Twill not be seen in him there ; there the men are as mad as he . Ham . How came he mad ? Clown . Very strangely , they say . Ham . How strangely ? Clown . ' Faith , e'en with losing his wits . Ham . Upon what ground ? 160 ...
Página 139
... Clown . A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! he pour'd a flaggon of Rhenish on my head once . This same scull , sir , was Yorick's scull , the king's jester . Ham . This ? Clown . E'en that . Ham . Alas , poor Yorick ! -I knew him ...
... Clown . A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! he pour'd a flaggon of Rhenish on my head once . This same scull , sir , was Yorick's scull , the king's jester . Ham . This ? Clown . E'en that . Ham . Alas , poor Yorick ! -I knew him ...
Términos y frases comunes
Aaron ancient Bassianus Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson blood brother CHIRON Clown dead dear death deed Demetrius Denmark dost doth editions emperess emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio folio reads Fortinbras friends Ghost give Goths grace grief Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hecuba HENLEY honour Horatio is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Laer Laertes lapwing Lavinia look lord Lucius MALONE Marcus means mother murder never night noble o'er Ophelia Osrick passage play players poison'd Polonius pray Priam prince quartos read Queen revenge Rome ROSENCRANTZ Saturninus SCENE Shakspere shew signifies sons sorrow soul speak speech STEEVENS swear sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee THEOBALD There's thine thing thou hast thought TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue unto villain WARBURTON word
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Página 56 - tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To me it is a prison.
Página 113 - 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. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake.
Página 98 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow ! Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
Página 32 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say, why is this ? wherefore ? what should we do ? [Ghost beckons HAMLET.
Página 152 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Who does it then ? His madness : Ift be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Página 17 - 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...
Página 68 - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, I know my course.
Página 113 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, — A thought, which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom, And, ever, three parts coward, — I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means, To do't.
Página 20 - I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; and yet, within a month — Let me not think on't.
Página 102 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from.