 | Pauline Chazan - 1998 - 236 Seiten
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 | Avraham Oz - 1998 - 324 Seiten
...Claudius' "offal" seems inseparably linked to access to Hamlet's own entrails, "As deep as to the lungs": Am I a coward? Who calls me villain, breaks my pate...in my face, Tweaks me by the nose, gives me the lie i'th' throat As deep as to the lungs — who does me this? Ha! I should ha' fatted all the region kites... | |
 | 1998 - 760 Seiten
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 | Vennelaṇṭi Prakāśam - 1999 - 186 Seiten
...of my cause, And can say nothing; no not for a kind, Upon whose property and most dear life A damned defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain,...off my beard and blows it in my face, Tweaks me by thi nose, gives me the lie i'th'throat As deep as to the lungs? Who does me this? Ha, 'S wounds, I... | |
 | Joan Ackermann - 1999 - 60 Seiten
...stage . . . getting reviewed . . . No, not for a king, Upon whose property and most dear life A damned defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain?...across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Drives up my rucking ass? Tweaks me by the nose? Who does this me? Pass me, just fucking pass me ...... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 356 Seiten
...way of illustration, goes on to do: Yet I, A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, And can say nothing. No, not...for a king, Upon whose property and most dear life A damned defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2000 - 356 Seiten
...cause, And can say nothing; no, not for a King, Upon whose property and most dear life 575 A damned defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain,...my face, Tweaks me by the nose, gives me the lie i' die throat, As deep as to the lungs - who does me diis? 580 Ha! 'Swounds, I should take it; for it... | |
 | Harry Pauley - 2000 - 462 Seiten
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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? 
