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Arguably the best play by Shakespeare. Hamlet is the best. 'Something rotten' in Denmarkand it engulfed the young Prince. Will read it again and again. Read full review
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Review: HamletKasutaja arvustus - Rhiannon - Goodreads
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arms bear believe better blood body breath cause comes command daughter dead dear death Denmark doth doubt drink duty earth England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith fall Farewell father fear follow friends Ghost give grace grave grief Guildenstern Hamlet hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hold Horatio I'll is't keep King lady Laer Laertes leave live look lord madness majesty mark marry matter means mother murder nature never night noble o'er once Ophelia play players Polonius poor pray Queen question reason rest Rosencrantz Scene seen Sings sleep soul speak speech spirit stand sweet sword tell thank thee There's thing thou thoughts tongue true watch wind young youth
Page 27 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — 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...
Page 68 - Get thee to a nunnery ; Why would'st 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...
Page 15 - 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.
Page 62 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Page 110 - King What is the cause, Laertes, That thy rebellion looks so giant-like? Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person: There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.
Page 34 - 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 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 105 - 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.
Page 17 - O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! ah fie ! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely.
Page 29 - What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea, And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason...