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B. bei Halliwell , The Life of Shakespeare 57 und 111 . Halliwell p . 108 leugnet übrigens , ohne Angabe eines Grundes , dass diese Stelle auf Shakespeare Bezug habe . 2 The Diary of Philip Henslowe , from 1591 to 1609 .
B. bei Halliwell , The Life of Shakespeare 57 und 111 . Halliwell p . 108 leugnet übrigens , ohne Angabe eines Grundes , dass diese Stelle auf Shakespeare Bezug habe . 2 The Diary of Philip Henslowe , from 1591 to 1609 .
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Halliwell , The Life of Wm . Shakespeare , 133 . 2 Auch Collier ( Einleitung zur Hystorie of Hamblet ) spricht die Überzeugung aus , dass die Ausgabe von 1603 nicht Shakespeare's erster Entwurf des Stückes sei .
Halliwell , The Life of Wm . Shakespeare , 133 . 2 Auch Collier ( Einleitung zur Hystorie of Hamblet ) spricht die Überzeugung aus , dass die Ausgabe von 1603 nicht Shakespeare's erster Entwurf des Stückes sei .
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Halliwell , The Life of Sh . 135. Farmer 37 sq . 2 Über die hinreissende Gewalt seines Spiels in dieser Rolle sei es uns vergönnt , hier die folgende Anekdote einzuschalten . Der Arbeiter , welcher die Versenkung zu bewachen hatte ...
Halliwell , The Life of Sh . 135. Farmer 37 sq . 2 Über die hinreissende Gewalt seines Spiels in dieser Rolle sei es uns vergönnt , hier die folgende Anekdote einzuschalten . Der Arbeiter , welcher die Versenkung zu bewachen hatte ...
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193 , so wie zu den Worten : he's fat and scant of breath ( s . 234 ) . Collier Hist . of E. Dr. P. I , 430 sq . 2 Drake 206—7 . Halliwell , The Life of Sh . 147 . > kein Stück der Gesellschaft mehr Ruhm und Geld ein xxxii EINLEITUNG .
193 , so wie zu den Worten : he's fat and scant of breath ( s . 234 ) . Collier Hist . of E. Dr. P. I , 430 sq . 2 Drake 206—7 . Halliwell , The Life of Sh . 147 . > kein Stück der Gesellschaft mehr Ruhm und Geld ein xxxii EINLEITUNG .
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... Well ratified by law and heraldry , Did forfeit with his life all those his lands , Which he stood seiz'd of , to the conqueror : Against the which , a moiety competent Was gaged by our king ; which had return'd To the inheritance ...
... Well ratified by law and heraldry , Did forfeit with his life all those his lands , Which he stood seiz'd of , to the conqueror : Against the which , a moiety competent Was gaged by our king ; which had return'd To the inheritance ...
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Seite 46 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Seite 11 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly— heaven and earth Must 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; frailty thy name is woman! A little month or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body Like Niobe all tears, why she, even she — O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason...
Seite 47 - 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.
Seite 50 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Seite 102 - And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came about : so shall you hear Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts; Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause; And, in this upshot, purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I Truly deliver.
Seite 58 - 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 ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Seite 21 - 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, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Seite 101 - 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.
Seite 42 - Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, Aa deep as to the lungs?
Seite 46 - No traveller returns, — puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.