...description of the experience of the symptoms of depression, the following has never been bettered: I have of late but wherefore I know not lost all my...roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man!...

...statement once, significantly in prose, in the familiar speech from which I have already quoted : I have of late - but wherefore I know not - lost all...majestical roof fretted with golden fire - why, it appeareth no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work...

...anticipation prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king and queen 290 moult no feather. I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my...this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a...

...was as peaceful as Africa can possibly be, belying the underlying tensions and the threat of war. "I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my...this goodly frame the earth, seems to me a sterile promitory, this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical...

...revulsion from the world : 1 Cit. Kristeller, op. cit., p. 209. 2 Ibid., p. 21 1. I have oflate — but wherefore I know not - lost all my mirth, forgone...frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory . . . (II, ii, 296-301) He anatomizes man, presented as the humanist thought of him, as the wonder...

...more. The grandeur of Raoul Wallenberg amid the horrors of Nazism recalls the eloquent lines of Hamlet: This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile...roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man!...

...happen when we switch between these two extremes. What Happens When Too Many Critics Get Switched? I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost...majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. — Shakespeare, in Hamlet...

...melancholy to them. Hamlet's melancholy / have of late, - but wherefore I knoze not, - lost all m\ mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed...roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man!...

...can be sure it was intentional on the writer's part. Like Francis, Hamlet felt lonely and rejected: I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my...frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory. act II, sc. 2 Even more poignant is Hamlet's longing for extinction: O that this too sullied flesh...

...puts Hamlet's words to song: "I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, . . . this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile...majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is man! how...