Shakespeare's Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of DenmarkHarper & brothers, 1882 - 285 Seiten |
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1st quarto accent allusion Bernardo blood Caldecott character Chaucer Clown Coleridge Coll Cotgrave Cymb Dane dead dear death deed Delius Denmark Dict doth early eds earth edition Elsinore euphuism Exeunt Exit explains eyes father favour fear folio reading followed Fortinbras friends gentleman Gertrude Ghost give Hamlet hast hath hear heart heaven honour Horatio John Johnson Julius Cæsar King king of Denmark Laertes Lear look Macb madness Malone Marcellus means modern eds mother murther Nares nature night noun o'er omitted Ophelia Osric passage passion play players poison'd Polonius pray Pyrrhus quarto reading Queen remarks revenge Reynaldo Rich Rosencrantz and Guildenstern says SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere Sonn soul speak speech spirit Steevens quotes sweet sword tell Temp thee Theo thing thou thought verb Warb word youth
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Seite 51 - 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!
Seite 101 - For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast, but thy good spirits, To feed and clothe thee ? Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No ; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Seite 61 - By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.
Seite 62 - 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?
Seite 129 - 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.
Seite 84 - 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.
Seite 50 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play ; But I have that within, which passeth show, These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Seite 150 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! But soft ! but soft ! aside : here comes the king.
Seite 64 - Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood...
Seite 129 - 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.