Tragedy of HamletJ.M. Dent and Company, 1896 - 215 pages |
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... King Lear . The Quarto of 1604 has the following title - page : — " THE | Tragicall Historie of | HAMLET , | Prince of Denmarke . | By William Shakespeare . | Newly imprinted and enlarged to almost as much | againe as it was , according ...
... King Lear . The Quarto of 1604 has the following title - page : — " THE | Tragicall Historie of | HAMLET , | Prince of Denmarke . | By William Shakespeare . | Newly imprinted and enlarged to almost as much | againe as it was , according ...
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... King's Players , " and the Quarto states that the play had been acted " by His Highness ' Servants . " On the other hand , the entry may have been made by Roberts to secure the play to him- self , and some " inferior and nameless ...
... King's Players , " and the Quarto states that the play had been acted " by His Highness ' Servants . " On the other hand , the entry may have been made by Roberts to secure the play to him- self , and some " inferior and nameless ...
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... ( published by 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 .
... ( published by 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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William Shakespeare. CLAUDIUS , king of Denmark . HAMLET , son to the late , and nephew to the present king POLONIUS , lord chamberlain . HORATIO , friend to Hamlet . LAERTES , son to Polonius . VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , ROSENCRANTZ ...
William Shakespeare. CLAUDIUS , king of Denmark . HAMLET , son to the late , and nephew to the present king POLONIUS , lord chamberlain . HORATIO , friend to Hamlet . LAERTES , son to Polonius . VOLTIMAND , CORNELIUS , ROSENCRANTZ ...
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... king ! Fran . Bernardo ? Ber . He . Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now struck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco . Fran . For this relief much thanks : ' tis bitter cold , And I am sick at heart . Ber ...
... king ! Fran . Bernardo ? Ber . He . Fran . You come most carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now struck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco . Fran . For this relief much thanks : ' tis bitter cold , And I am sick at heart . Ber ...
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arms aught blood breath Cæsar Dane dead dear death Denmark dost doth drink e'en earth emendation Enter Hamlet Enter King Exeunt Rosencrantz Exit Exit Ghost eyes Farewell father fear follow Fortinbras friends gentleman Gertrude Ghost give grace grief Guil hast hath hear heart heaven Hecuba hold honour Horatio Jephthah Julius Cæsar lady Laer Laertes leave look Lord Hamlet madness majesty Marcellus mother murder nature night noble Norway o'er Omitted in Ff omitted in Qq Ophelia Osric passion play players poison'd Polack pollax Polonius pray Priam Pyrrhus Quarto Queen rapier reading revenge Reynaldo Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Scene Senecan Shakespeare's Sings sleep soul Spanish Tragedy speak speech sweet sweet lord sword tell thee There's thine thing thou thoughts tongue twere vide woo't words
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Page 36 - Hold, hold, my heart, And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up ! Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws...
Page 35 - With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of mine ears did pour The leperous distilment; whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood...
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 85 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them; for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too, though in the mean time some necessary question of the play be then to be considered; that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Page 56 - Slanders, sir : for the satirical rogue says here that old men have grey beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams : all which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab you could go backward.
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Page 23 - I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whilst, like a puffd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own rede.
Page 149 - 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.
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 115 - That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.