Shakespeare's Tragedy of HamletJ.M. Dent, 1895 - 215 pages |
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... ; yet English Seneca read by candle - light yeeldes manie good sentences , as Bloud is a beggar , and so forth : and if you intreate him faire in a " 9 frostie morning , he will afoord you whole ix Prince of Denmark Preface .
... ; yet English Seneca read by candle - light yeeldes manie good sentences , as Bloud is a beggar , and so forth : and if you intreate him faire in a " 9 frostie morning , he will afoord you whole ix Prince of Denmark Preface .
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... is the Queen's " Thou know'st ' tis common ; all that lives must die , Passing through nature to eternity ; " It occurs almost verbatim in Cornelia . It is possible that although the The German Hamlet . xi Prince of Denmark Preface .
... is the Queen's " Thou know'st ' tis common ; all that lives must die , Passing through nature to eternity ; " It occurs almost verbatim in Cornelia . It is possible that although the The German Hamlet . xi Prince of Denmark Preface .
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... Denmark ) was first printed in the year 1781 , and has been frequently reprinted ; the text , with an English translation , is given in Cohn's fascinating work , " Shakespeare in Germany in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries : An ...
... Denmark ) was first printed in the year 1781 , and has been frequently reprinted ; the text , with an English translation , is given in Cohn's fascinating work , " Shakespeare in Germany in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries : An ...
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... these points of evidence in fixing the date there is the intimate connection of Hamlet and Julius Cæsar . * * Vide Preface to Julius Cæsar . The Source of the Story . The ultimate source of xiii Prince of Denmark Preface .
... these points of evidence in fixing the date there is the intimate connection of Hamlet and Julius Cæsar . * * Vide Preface to Julius Cæsar . The Source of the Story . The ultimate source of xiii Prince of Denmark Preface .
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... David Nutt , 1894 ) . † A resumé of Hamlet criticism is given in Vol . II . of Furness ' noble edition of the play ( London and Philadelphia , 1877 ) . CLAUDIUS , king of Denmark . HAMLET , son to XV Prince of Denmark Preface .
... David Nutt , 1894 ) . † A resumé of Hamlet criticism is given in Vol . II . of Furness ' noble edition of the play ( London and Philadelphia , 1877 ) . CLAUDIUS , king of Denmark . HAMLET , son to XV Prince of Denmark Preface .
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Page 72 - 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.
Page 73 - Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave, That I, the son of a dear father murder'd, Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words, And fall a-cursing, like a very drab, A scullion!
Page 163 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Page 36 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past. That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
Page 163 - I loved Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Page 80 - Ham. Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest ; but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: 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. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven ? We are arrant knaves, all ; believe none of us.
Page 84 - O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod: pray you, avoid it.
Page 160 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it : as thus : Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam ; and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Page 15 - 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!
Page 78 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised 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...