Select Plays: Hamlet, Prince of DenmarkClarendon Press, 1880 - 231 стор. |
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Abbott accent All's Antony and Cleopatra Bernardo blood Compare Macbeth Compare Richard Compare Troilus conjectured Coriolanus Cotgrave Cotgrave French Dict Crown 8vo Cymbeline dead dear death Denmark doth Edited English Exeunt Exit Extra fcap eyes father folios read Fortinbras Gentlemen of Verona Ghost give Hamlet hast hath hear heart heaven honour Horatio Julius Cæsar King Lear Laertes Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth madness Marcellus means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice metaphor Midsummer Night's Dream mother occurs omitted Ophelia Osric Othello participle passage phrase play players Polonius pray quarto of 1603 quartos and folios quartos read Queen Reynaldo Richard II Romeo and Juliet Rosencrantz and Guildenstern scene Second Clown sense Shakespeare soul speak speech spelt Steevens quotes stiff covers substantive sweet Tempest thee thing thou thought Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night verb word
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Сторінка 48 - What's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Сторінка 11 - Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married. O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets, It is not nor it cannot come to good; But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue!
Сторінка 49 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Сторінка 9 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, 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.
Сторінка 17 - Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
Сторінка 95 - Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Сторінка 65 - 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. Why ! 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.
Сторінка 55 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure. Now this, overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the censure of which one must, in your allowance, o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
Сторінка 22 - Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away.
Сторінка 31 - Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me.